Before thine own sight I see but black,
Not even the sight of my hands was mine.
All I was left was but my ear to witness the sound,
Though the darkness was still as the night;
I heard all around me and beyond……………


Alas in the distance a strange sound rises,
A sound never heard before my curse.
The sound flowed as it as silk into my ear,
It was then my eyes opened to the heavens;
In my sight held the vision of wings of feathers……………


Was this a dream or merely the shadows playing tricks,
Dream or not I wished for it to eternally last.
At first I saw one then another came with the current,
Before long more came to the creatures side;
Angels!! as they were playing in the heavens………………….


The wind caressing every curve of their heavenly bodies,
As it glided through their pure white feathers.
There I sat in the shadows and watched,
Their flight graceful and poetic with every wing stroke;
And their voice as they giggled with joy ……… such is woman!!


- by Rick Vin Quincy Logan Stanford