A beautiful angel encased in ice
Sentry for a thousand years
Mask of reality cloaked in shadow
Graceful form thrown into sharp relief
Standing on the precipice
Of the mouth of hell
Gazing with deceptive blindness
Into endless horror
Bones made of ice and stone
Skin made of thorns and nails
Hands formed from judgment and cruelty
Conceal the fragile nature within
A most celestial consciousness
Endowed with mesmerizing eyes
Burning into infinity, seeking Divine guidance
Poetry Copyright © 2018 – 2019 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
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Ena Whiteraven (a.k.a. Henry) uses elements of mystery and fantasy to inspire readers to seek truth and embrace imagination and creativity in an increasingly dark world. Some of her work has been featured online at The Poetry Bar and The Positivity Press. She also appears as a guest blogger on Spiritually Awkward Magazine / A Life Of Virtues.
In her spare time, she also enjoys reading, gardening, paper and nature crafting, learning new skills, and living the simple life. She’s also an active member of the private Facebook group Exploring Angels.
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