Thursday, February 8, 2018

And meet here an angel

We return to the well, and meet here an angel,

Filling the jars of all who come.

Some leave with water, some with earth, some with sorrow,

Each, in turn, a great measure of love.

And some remain, trembling,

The light strikes them so.

These receive dawn.


Jan said...

So very beautiful William.
I believe in angels...especially guardian angels~

William Michaelian said...

They are everywhere. And we too are angels, each in our turn.