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Angel Guardian
In the still of night, between the sheets, she came to
me again, her mission clear, I must adhere-and let
the dream begin
My fears and doubt she then ignored, and covered both
with dust, to mask the past and future lies, whose
weakness I entrust
In the dimming light her wings were spread, as sheet
and blanket flew, and from her back, a world
estranged-from what I thought I knew
She burned my eyes and entered deep, to places I
had banned, and far within what I'd become-she
let go of my hand
Now looking back, I see the dust, it marks my entry
clear, and covers up my last denial-and buries
every fear
The dream to end, my soul to mend, new eyes to open
wide, but when they close, my spirit knows-the truth
now sleeps inside
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
me again, her mission clear, I must adhere-and let
the dream begin
My fears and doubt she then ignored, and covered both
with dust, to mask the past and future lies, whose
weakness I entrust
In the dimming light her wings were spread, as sheet
and blanket flew, and from her back, a world
estranged-from what I thought I knew
She burned my eyes and entered deep, to places I
had banned, and far within what I'd become-she
let go of my hand
Now looking back, I see the dust, it marks my entry
clear, and covers up my last denial-and buries
every fear
The dream to end, my soul to mend, new eyes to open
wide, but when they close, my spirit knows-the truth
now sleeps inside
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
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Angel Guardian
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