Since finishing my thesis, I’ve been doing a lot of purging, reorganization, etc., and I came across the pile of poetry I’d set aside. I’d journaled for a long time, but I’ve found my poetry to be a little more personal than even my journal entries, which seems odd to me. I wrote mostly to figure out whatever I was going through, a kind of outlet for whatever my emotions were at the time. And I can usually pinpoint the time I wrote it. Anyway, most of it is the kind of ridiculous stuff girls write as a teenager. This one, is different. It was written mid to late high school, though I can’t remember what the inspiration was. And since I’m kind of proud of it, you can read it if you’re so inspired.
I Saw, I Heard
I saw the angles pass by your head tonight.
They sighed and smiled
as I watched their soft wings
blow butterfly kisses on your cheeks.I heard the angels sing tonight,
their voices reaching the ends of the earth.
And though it was barely more than a whisper,
I knew it had touched your soul.I saw God’s hand reach out of heaven.
It was strong and secure
as I watched it touch you lovingly
and rid the stress from upon your shoulders.I heard God speaking his will just now.
His voice was firm and authoritative
and yet wonderfully simple
in the call for your life.I saw myself reach out to you.
You looked back at me,
and with longing in your eyes
you looked up to the heavens.I heard myself say to you,
my voice shaking as I whispered
I love you.
And then you went away.
