“Another quiet day in Paradise,”

The lonely angel sobs,

“Perhaps I got too many things wrong

Where I was before –

Or got too many of them right?

But, truly, I cannot settle here

Between the scarlet and the spire.”

 

“Sadly, there can be no excuse

For, this, my attitude …

Nor any question of escape

For I cannot cease to be.”

 

27/2/2012

Another Quiet Day