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Looking for
An Angel
I so much
needed the answer, I was in great need, and I began to wonder,
to search out and look,
To search, to survey all around me, and
to see all those paths I took.
Was I right?
Maybe I was wrong, but I chose.
Yes, I chose
the way to go,
But how I
have tried to find the path again, but now I am lost and
weary.
I just
cannot search any more.
The answers
always seem to evade me, when the paths I searched to find,
and tried so
hard to see.
Please do
tell me, I need to know. Is there really a place in your
heart?
A special
place… meant only for me?
To
sit and wonder, to study the ways I have taken through the
years.
How I have
laughed with joy in my heart, and yet cried so much,
Oh, all
those tears!
That came
not just from mine eyes, or my face; that which the world
looks upon,
on which the
world may see,
But deep
within my very soul, I wanted you close … so close. I needed
you
to cry with
me!
To share my
tears, this was all I ever wanted, but in my heart I was so
alone.
One living
heart, crying for love and tenderness. Yet another heart …
slowly
turned to stone.
Did I really
ask for so much of you my love? I ask often.
I know that
you tried, but you never could see.
The deepest
part of my soul is searching for you,
in the most
secret part of me.
If
I could take you, hold your hand, would you come with me to my
fears ...
into my
darkest night?
Would you
come to me upon my breasts … would you wipe away my tears?
And would
you make all things right?
Look into my eyes, my lovely one.
Look deeply.
What can you
see my sweet, my love?
Can you
really see me? Yes it is I. Do you remember?
It really is
I, when I was free, and pure as the dove.
I soared
above the skies, and surveyed all below, I saw so much beauty,
so many
wonders others could never see,
But now, in
the distant heights I see you, soaring alone – above me my
darling,
but how I
needed you to fly with me!
Now
it is I that stand on the ground, you look, but you do not
see! …
Why, oh why
do you not see!
I was alone
my darling; my wings have been clipped, by the darkest of
nights,
and your
love? Is it truly for me?
I stand. I look for an Angel. I need to find my paths,
but they are
set in heavenly places in the sky.
I am injured
my sweet – crying and hurting; oh I need you so much my love,
I
need to spread my wings, and fly!
I feel a
gentle breeze around me. Oh! So warm and gentle.
I slowly
close my eyes. I feel yet I cannot see,
A presence …
a feeling of love so long ago taken. Poured back into my
heart,
Oh! what joy
to feel so free!
I feel my
body so light, as if on wings I feel myself floating,
my body
softly swaying in the sky,
I look
below, I am rising above like the eagle, and my tears turn to
joy. Yes!
Oh! again I
am free to fly!
But my wings are folded. How can this be? I hear the softest,
sweetest
voice behind me, so gently say,
"You still
have wings my dove, though battered and torn they may be,
your wings
they shall stay.
For I shall
support you, I shall heal your wounds; I
will sucour
you, and you shall fly, for I shall be your wings"
Then I am
taken so high. The air flowing through my hair, over my skin,
and body. I
listen as the Angel sings.
In
sweet, sweet heavenly chorus, my heart ….. oh how it melts
with joy,
and yet
again I feel my tears,
With softest
touch upon cheeks my Angel wipes them away,
with
soothing hand he soothes away my fears.
I soar above
you, and with tears I call out your name.
You
look into my eyes. They are so cold … they cannot see.
As I
overtake you, on Angel’s wings, I see my path,
I have found
it,
My road.
My destiny
Frank Simms
2000
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