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 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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My latest poem on my author site is also one of my favorites!
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