The Fall Of Angels Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The Fall Of Angels



The fall of angels
On to earth wrecked waves
The longings from inside
That a lover’s heart craves
Destinies to fulfill
Till the morning comes to night
And there's an instance still
Of a broken down flight

Where our dreams are to follow
In to the dawn of open sky
Where there are no voices hollow
Or echoes going to die
Where raindrops are clear
Of the blue yonder found
And summer is the year
That always is here around

The fall of broken wings
In the sweeping of the breeze
Where the sway grass on sings
With the dancing of the trees
And the heart is beating on
With its moments going through
And no song will be done
That bears hope to me and you

The fall of angels
From the sky of our dreams
Inside the hidden ways
That to existing every deems
Providence to fulfill
Till the morning comes to night
And there's an instance still
To its broken down flight

Love is to be forever
In every wing of air to go
And bringing us closer together
In its brief of its moment’s flow
And our heart is beating on
Destinies to bring to full
Carrying fulfillments from its yon
That to our living is never dull

The fall of angels…

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