Thursday, 17 August 2017

I tripped And fell Out of Heaven.

February 3
I tripped
And fell
Out of Heaven.
And isn't it
A long way
Down.
And isn't it
A strange way
Down.
I retrace
The falling
Flight
Of the angels,
Just to
Confirm that it
Really
Happened.
Believe me when
I say that
It did.
The sky
Is full of
Signs of
The Fall:
Apples at half-mast,
Scorched feathers,
A serpent's skin,
And the nail that was removed.
We asked for
Signs and
Wonders.
And I'm telling you:
Just
Look
Up.

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