A couple of years ago I was in the middle of the worst year of my life. Then, an angel came to me and brought me back. Stoics teach us that there is no good and bad; but, there is certainly a rolling thunder of happiness and sadness in each life. Happy Birthday, Diane. Today is one of the good days.
Angel
In his night dream
God sent him an angel
dressed in white
ready to lift him up
to heaven
singing a litany of love
and hope.
She would forgive his sins
like parish priests
on Saturday afternoon.
He would step confidently
into the light, renewed
and ready for a new life.
He wanted his words to her
to ride a litany of praise
to heaven
He wanted them to scream
his devotion and his love.
He feared that they would travel softly
unable to reveal
the depth of his emotions
and love.
He knew that the harsh light of day
would remind him
of the little cruelties
that invaded his daydreams.
He hated the reality
of a world
that harmed the innocent
and rewarded the guilty.
Still, he dreamed
and somehow knew
that when she came
she would be looking for an angel too.
