I feel your pain and smell your fear
and hear your desperate cry –
The light within my temple spills
across the starry skies.
At once, my heart propells me!
You the faithful one, your prayer –
My form it blinds you cruelly,
Setting fire to the air!
We race upon my endless wings
with strength unmatched by men –
Far above the noose and stake,
The sword and burning end.
Landing softly, turning now
to don a heavy veil –
Conceil my brilliant eyes that see
the Heaven and the Hell.
Rocking you to slumber,
guiding dreams away from woe –
Smiling gently for my love
Is paving Heaven’s Road.
Poetry Copyright © 2019 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
Artwork: artist unknown
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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 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. Her author site, The Whiteraven Net, will feature excerpts from her upcoming poetry book.
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Reblogged this on Superlative Deviation and commented:
My latest poem on my author site is also one of my favorites!
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