Sunday, December 1

Fallen Angel



Oh Glory divine, of thee I'm now bereft. I listened intently to Lucifer's lies and now I am deprived. I wail each day and I cry each night, knowing well no mercy is nigh.  And yet, I cannot help but ponder what should happen if Ye should change your mind. Would I dance like the fireflies? Would I sing like a bird?
Or would I go about with not a thought of  your great mercy in mind?


Written for The Mag.

6 comments:

  1. I listened intently to Lucifer's
    lies and now I am deprived.

    It's the way of the world. There's always someone who will hoodwink the unsuspected and cause sadness. Wonderful write, Charleen!

    Hank

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  2. Ah, the consequences of the war in heaven. Nicely done:)

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  3. ... you would dance like a firefly!

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  4. She looks pretty happy to me !

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  5. Waiting for redemption.... And the sting of condemnation.

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