A Smattering of Angels

A Smattering of Angels…

pulled a lowly
vessel adrift at sea.

Their wings
magically steeped
in the wind
dipping then rising
creating a unique blend.

All through the afternoon
and into the evening,
their efforts
as if they were in
preparation for
a grand event.

Laying my head to
rest hoping I would ‘see’
what was ahead—
I drifted to sleep.

Suddenly, a wing
seemed to scoop my
restful spirit…
I dashed to the ship’s
edge…there they were—

The winged beings
turned into stars.
Their dance was one sweet
constellation after another.

We swung along the
nautical miles
as if soaring—

and the celestial beings
carried the vessel
through the night’s sky.

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