They
look down at us from above
angels
white
winged glorious beings
seeing
mostly
the
tops of our heads
like
push pins
multicolored against the earth
walking,
running, and some
still
trying to fly
trying
to believe that Yes,
we
too had wings once
that
we too
could
sit at the foot of God's throne
and
gaze into Ecstasy.
Joanne
Cucinello 2013
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