I found an angel hiding underneath the box springs of my bed the other night and asked him why he was tucked away beneath my bed.

He replied, “I fell from grace to become disgraceful." His wings were matted to his back and his eyes were as black as night, but he was still an angel and I was still a human being.

I found an angel concealed in the depths of my closet and asked him why he was hiding from everyone, everything that he could be.

He responded, "Everyone is no one that matters and everything is nothing at all in reality." His words were wise and true and real and he was still an angel and I was still a human being.