The Work of Angels

- originally written June 20, 2006 -

I didn't watch the sun set today, no,
Today I watched the day turn to night.
As the gates to the celestial heavens were exposed.
As the castles of the angels were undisclosed.
Watched as the angels returned to their homes,
As they talked in lyrics, ballads, and poems.
Talked about human loss and gain,
Talked to one another of love and pain.
Of the lives they've tried to touch and alter,
Of how even their own faith is beginning to falter.
I watched as they cam home tired and shaken.
Thinking, maybe humans are best forsaken.
Now they come home to take an earned respite.
For, soon enough, they will again take up the fight.
And when the night again turns to day,
They will again work to end the fray.