ANGEL
by Marianne Winser

I LOOKED UP, AND THERE SHE WAS,
AN ANGEL WITH SHIMMERING WINGS,
IN CRYSTAL COLOURS SURROUNDED-
AND WITH HER, A KEY SHE BRINGS....
FOR EONS I TOO HAVE WAITED,
AND AT THE SOURCE
OF THE STREAM I'VE FOUND
MY SELF...A GIFT BEYOND MEASURE,
AND, AS I LOOK TO THE GROUND
SHE STANDS AT MY HEAD AND GIVES ME
A GIFT THAT MAKES MY HEART SING,
FOR AS I RISE AND WALK AWAY....
I'M WEARING MY ANGEL WINGS.
