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) is a writer and poet who uses elements of mystery and fantasy to inspire readers to seek truth and embrace their creativity in an increasingly dark world. Her work has appeared at The Poetry Bar, The Positivity Press, and the famed Spiritually Awkward Magazine . She's been a student of Alura Cein since 2015 and actively pursues her life purpose in the literary community.
Read some of Ena's completed work at The Whiteraven Net and check out her personal blog, Superlative Deviation. She's also an active member of the private Facebook group Exploring Angels.
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