June 21, 2009

Wings of Silence

My hearts cry for a companion lost
as one waits for life to return to
the lifeless body of fallen grace

Tears flow as innocence's has died
her feathers of silk shrinking to a
non-existence colorless world

Her lost of life saddens my heart
and soul, but I am uplifted knowing
God’s hand touches his creatures…

during their moment of death

*Author's Note:

A friend sent me an email with pictures of a Swallow who stood by his fallen mate. She died and he stayed by her, calling for her to rise. This poetry was prompted by that sad email.