When I meet angels
My heart rises
Higher than I am

Lifted, as they near,
So it seems
Like iron to lodestone

When I meet angels
I remember
What I can be

And I hold my breath
Lest my breathing
Startle them away

When I meet angels
My pulse quickens
Faster than it should

And my mind is lost
With my weeping,
And laughing, and all


Garnet Robbie © 2003