Mirror Of Heaven

You are a dream that mirrors the heavens

An angel whose face is so calm

Fear and despair turn to hope

And smiles blossom like sunflowers

Your words conjure up

Praise for your kindness

Reflecting in hands

So delicate

I become a shower

Who becomes a free fall of joy.

Days and nights ripple in cosmic light

And your face shines constantly

As the light of a star caresses

My heart in sweet emotions

Verses of eloquence and poetry

Write your kisses

So many metaphors

Of cherishing words

I weep with joy

And celebrate with you as love.

If I being human ever dreamt of heaven

You would be my angel of love

Softer than any feather

Gentler than mere compassion

And kinder than any mother

For it is your grace

And immeasurable passion

Outdone only by God

Who sweetens salty tears

Turning my face into a smile.

Copyright © 2022 Charles Edward York

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