New Poem for the new collection…


In the far-off places of the moon,
lie a deep magic known only to a few.
To get there one must travel light,
without the baggage of strong-might.
Curses and blessings reside long there,
offering themselves to all who dare.
Before the sacrifice of the son,
this tale expands on the fallen one.
With reflective crystals as his being,
every hue did permeate from the string,
Of glory shown from the Throne,
to every galaxy life had flown.
The sound of angels transformed in him,
vibrating particles at edges’ brim.
Causing creation to reverberate,
and all God’s world regenerate.
Aligned for eternity his place was fixed,
to reflect God’s radiance for Heaven’s mix.
But rebellion caught a strain of his heart,
and a third fell with him from the start.
Now we must contend with this fallen angel,
‘til our days have passed and trials untangle.

2012 Untangle Lee Waggoner

About leewaggoner

Father, educator, musician, cyclist, writer, and avid reader. I love all things about life and love observing but especially writing about them.
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