Wings of an Angel

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Strands of her hair fly into her eyes

as forceful winds of summer
batter a shoreline
it appears she is crying
deep in thought – thin hands
shield her from sand – flying.

On a calm day she walks as if
she had the wings of an angel
not tears, but mist on her face
as she faces the sea
a gust of wind cleans her mind
forgetting yesterday – images
left behind.

A blinding wind pushes her
back, shells rip apart her feet
she bleeds –
she hears the flapping of a
sea gull – above her
fighting it’s own war with
nature.

Waves have built castles in
sand –
she is pushed by the wind
toward the warmth of the sun

still – at peace in moonlight –
her feet identify grains of sand –
her lips identify salt, its’ taste
on her lips –

she feels stones and rocks
imagining – someone kissing
her, knowing the ocean –
she understands love –

if she remains an angel
along the shore
love will never be taken by
the wind.

2 Comments
  1. Walter Reed says

    Very nice Nancy and moving it captures the Heart

  2. Nancy Duci Denofio says

    Thanks Walter, I tried to make her dance along the shore, even while fighting with a past, she still sees love in her day. Glad you stopped in. Nancy

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