LOOKING FOR ANGELS

Down on the beach I see them

gliding across water to search the

remains of Heaven's fallen messenger.

Something so affecting about the children

& their innocent heartbreak.

Something so wondrous about that smile that

hides tears while filled wtih love & searching

for the ones that fell from the sky.

I watch for as long as I can stand to stare

at their brilliance then turn & walk through

the meadows of a country now stained by

pointless bloodshed.

The love I saw on the water seems both

smaller & more powerful for all of this carnage.

I look to the sky...

A tear falls from my eye...

As I whisper a prayer

for the safety of Angels.