poetry by j matthew waters

where angels still sing

there is magic in the air
electrical and elusive
like a razor thin damsel’s wing

all is quiet in the inner mind
perfect conditions
to welcome and learn the
universal language of appreciation

what can’t be found here
that doesn’t exist above or beyond
whether beneath the frost
or high above the treetops
where angels still sing

december two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “where angels still sing

  1. Such a wonderful poem, my friend. Particularly love the beginning 3 lines – and of course, angels are always welcome visitors. xo

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