The Fallen Angel

image from Pixabay

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, bruised and covered in dirt.

She had never before left heaven’s 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 this 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 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

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

He wanted to keep her,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. H

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.

His dog investigated her  but the dog was gentle with her and let her nestle in it’s fur.

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.

image from Pixabay

She would always watch over him and help him in any hour of need. She told him he had 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

Image from Pixabay

Thursday photo prompt: Angel #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a small figure of an angel, releasing a dove of peace. Around the angel are lighted candles, pine cones and a small wooden donkey

Angel

Quietly, slip the bonds of pain

Let your imagination take wings again

Blessed by an angel, lit by candle light

May all be a peace this sacred night.

The smell of pine pervades the air

Childhood memories leads me to prayer

Things kept from long ago

My donkey and my angel know

I am still a child at heart

From these treasures I’ll never part.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge. #writepho.

Song Lyric Sunday. Angel

This week’s song lyrics based on the word Angel.

There are so many songs about angels , fallen, special and even Cupid. But my favourite is Angel by Annie Lennox and Dave Stewart, it was the last song they did together as the Eurythmics before a break of a decade when they went their separate ways. It is a very special song for me.

Lyrics for Angel from A to Z Lyrics
Underneath this canopy of snow
Where fifty-seven winters
Took their toll
Where did you go?
And I believed in you
I believed in you
Like Elvis Presley
Singing psalms on a Sunday
Where did you go?
Well she’s gone to meet
Her maker
Back to where she came from
Come to save her soul…
Come to save her soul…
Come to take her home
‘Cause it’s late and past
Your bedtime
Well past bedtime
Angel
My angel
Fly over me
Angel…
She took her life
Within her hands
She took her life
Within her own two hands
And no one can tell her
What to do now
And I believed in you
I believed in you
Like Elvis Presley
Singin’ live from Las Vegas
Where did you go?
Well she’s gone to meet
Her maker
Back to where she came from
Come to save her soul…

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We all know people who died too young weather by illness of the body, soul or mind and these lyrics portray this perfectly.

Another song about Angels by Annie Lennox is Precious she wrote this about loosing her first born daughter. Anyone who has lost a child, or not will understand the lyrics to this song too.

Precious”

Precious little angel
Take a look at what you’ve done
Well I thought my time was over
But it’s only just begun
Precious little angel
You’re my own sweet turtle dove
Won’t you stay with us for ever
In a bundle full of love

I was lost until you came

Precious little angel
Won’t you spread your light on me
I was locked up in the darkness
Now you’ve come to set me free
I was covered up with sadness
I was drowned in my own tears
I’ve been cynical and twisted
I’ve been bitter all these years

I was lost until you came
I was lost until you came

And wouldn’t I run a thousand miles
To be with you
And wouldn’t I run a thousand miles
To be with you

Precious little angel
Tell me how can it be true
That such a gift from heaven
Has been sent for me and you
Precious little angel
Don’t you worry don’t you cry
When this bad old world has crumbled
I’ll be standing at your side

I was lost until you came

This is my entry to #songlyricsunday.

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