An Angel

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Fighting against this cage
the voice of darkness
lurks in the brain
The mind is a feather,
drifting in the clouds of reality;
Traveling through
the dimensions of truth

The light that shines
amongst the universe's rays
brightens the haze
though the veil
of our present day

the angles whisper
the words we can never hear
the earth grounds us on our feet
while mother nature
cries with each rain drop fallen,
to weep

she cries not of hurt
but of love
to wash away the pain
in the hearts of those who are in
constant search.

-L.C.A.