Unwanted Wings
a short poem from a reluctant Angel - in word and music
Unwanted Wings
It is late on these dark streets of the city night bringing strange calm to my distress. The enticing music comes, as it always will, to seek me in moments of darkest despair.
It’s an angel’s whispered song in the darkness, or perhaps a madness I can never escape, that drives me to my knees, the better to hear.
Take me, or leave me, I beg them each time, so still I can be as they’re not… flawed, accepted. I prolong the inevitable, the music expecting payment more costly than the hard drink with which I escape, for I must lose my very self in the notes and words.
I am drawn to hold in me this most golden of moments to become other than I am, give up a perfect imperfection, a tortured, deep and beautiful darkness of humanity, to take up my exquisite white wings once again.
To watch is not to feel that glorious passion of seeking… to guide is not to feel a thirst that stays unquenched. Once with my wings, radiant again, I can only wonder what it is they feel so passionately in their madness.
The original image and draft text were published at https://vocal.media. New audio arrangement by Pernoste & Dahl.
Music: “Solo Path” by Juan Sanchez Music at Pixabay Music
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