Looking over the edge
  of an emotional cliff

I saw new feelings
  for the very first time

Crying out from the back
  of a Seraph’s wings

They were begging for me
  to climb on

Promising a flight above
  reason and logic

Blinding my eyes
  with overpowering rhyme

I fell into the new silence
  with the Angels below

Catching my words as they
   dropped
    —in their song

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)