I’m gone, confused. <br />Things are now rightly blinded. <br />It occurred last time. <br />But, <br />It seems that things are weary; <br />Surrendering, <br />Haunting, <br />Can’t bend over <br />Nor hold on to it! <br /> <br />I’m gone too, greatly confused. <br />Many things’ve changed. <br />It never occurred before. <br />But, <br />It seems now it’s lighted; <br />Omniscient, <br />Translucent, <br />I can wear it up. <br />Well, down if needed. <br /> <br />Smile, <br />These are your wings. <br />Come follow me, <br />We need to fly up <br />And swing our flaps <br />Within this omnipotent <br />Light! <br /> <br />Still confused? <br /> <br />No, not anymore. <br />I know, <br />You are near.<br /><br />Gil Gregorio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angelic-light/
