Who is she
To clothe herself
…with light
And wear it, as if it were a garment
Who is she
To make the Angels sing
…with joy
And melody, synthed in perfect harmony
Who is she
To make me believe
…in things
I feel, but cannot see
Who is she
To open up and separate the skies
…to part deep, ancient waters
As if she's the myth alive
* Reprinted from 'Tomorrow Today Poems by Mekael'
© January 1, 2014 Mekael Shane
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
Who is she
To clothe herself
…with light
And wear it, as if it were a garment
Who is she
To make the Angels sing
…with joy
And melody, synthed in perfect harmony
Who is she
To make me believe
…in things
I feel, but cannot see
Who is she
To open up and separate the skies
…to part deep, ancient waters
As if she's the myth alive
* Reprinted from 'Tomorrow Today Poems by Mekael'
© January 1, 2014 Mekael Shane
