In the end the Angel folded her wings <br /> <br />and let her body fall through the cold air toward cruel stone <br /> <br />till at last she sparks and catches flame and crashes down into a turbulent sea <br /> <br />hair ablaze shedding burning feathers the color of a thousand sunsets<br /><br />Michael Skinner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-last-of-the-angels-angel-undone/