The Fallen Angel and The Man

Landing naked in the gutter she laid still not a sound did she utter.

The pain she felt she did not understand

for it was new to her and not part of God’s plan.

Every inch of her body hurt she was cut and bruised and covered in dirt.

She had never before left heavens gate she was scared now of what was to be her fate.

Laying there broken, naked and dirty  she wanted to wash  she

had nothing to hide her shame

and she shivered as blood ran down her tiny frame.

Her eyes began to sting as tears welled up, she could not understand a thing.

Suddenly a gentle hand picked her up, she was scared, rigid and

every part of her body racked with pain.

She was never more beautiful then at this moment in her

vulnerable state, she wondered again what was to be  her fate.

He could not believe his eyes  this startled broken creature lying

in his hand all things known to him defies.

This tiny broken angel in his hand , could he help her or was it

out of his command.

Gently now he scooped her up she winced and he jumped

nearly dropping her back into the gutter.

Breathing deep he steadies  his hand he is determined not

damage a lock of her hair,  no, not even a strand.

He wanted to keep her , he wanted to mend her broken body. Why had he found her, was there a plan? what ever  he decided to do the best he can.

Taking  a tissue from his pocket  he covered her nakedness, the look in her eyes was pain and thankfulness. He took her home and gently bathed her skin.

He whispered so as not to scare her. He asked how and from whence she had come .

She said  he could not understand and so she could not tell,apart from the fact

that there was a battle and she had seen view from the gates of hell.

He spent days tending her and at her request he prayed for her. He kept her in a shoe box and the dog investigated her  but the dog was gentle with her and let her nestle in it’s fur.

The man thought he was falling in love with the angel but then he realized  he  only wanted to help her return to heaven that must not be compromised.

Finally she was healed and told him she must leave  she had to make her way back to heaven and that there was no need for him to grieve.

She would always watch over him and help him in any hour of need. She told him he shown her such care and love , that  he had tended to her even ignoring his own need.

So on a moonlit  night he drove out  to the beach he sat and talked with her until dawn . With  tears she told him she could not stay no matter how much he beseeched .

Finally as the sun was rising in the  sky he gently kissed the angel and watched her as heavenward she did fly. Remember she called down to him I shall always  be grateful and we shall meet again when you die

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. reikiheidi
    Mar 15, 2013 @ 19:33:20

    Absolutely beautiful. Warm, gentle, a touch of sadness… you put so much into your writing 🙂

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      Mar 15, 2013 @ 20:04:52

      thank you , I always like to think my stories through and give them a near as possible happy ending!

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      • WordsFallFromMyEyes
        Mar 16, 2013 @ 07:16:51

        ‘out of his command’… You know, the worst thing ever is to want to assist but it’s just not meant to be.

        Willow, I felt the fragility of this Angel and her sudden arrival, her pain she didn’t understand, suddenly in the realm of man. This one is exceptional. True love truly is ‘letting go’.

        This is lovely, Willow.

      • willowdot21
        Mar 16, 2013 @ 08:26:20

        I am so pleased that you spotted that the man would of liked more from the relationship he forged with the tiny frightened angel. He even tried to get her to stay and yet eventually true pure love won through and he said goodbye to her and watched her fly homeward. Then he and his dog went home and lived a full and happy life.

  2. jasmindamaro
    Mar 15, 2013 @ 20:47:25

    hallo geliebte willow wuensche dir einen gute nacht gelange immer wieder auf deine nette seite alles liebe von jasmin damaro

    Reply

  3. Wendell A. Brown
    Mar 16, 2013 @ 05:50:27

    i love the words Willow, great to read This morning! God bless, and have a wonderful weekend my dear sister!

    Reply

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