Looking for grace

I

After receiving their first communion,

the children kneel down – 

little angels all in a row

Waiting for God

They squeeze their eyes shut

till the retinas dance,

sparking up divine fireworks

II

After the benediction of a poetry reading,

the audience gathers around the poet –

hungry angels, lost and cold,

huddle around his fire.

He does not blink,

afraid of his eyelids

and the apocalyptic vision.

III

After reading the note that you left in a book,

my knees were bent by the weight of love – 

for a woman I barely know.

This note that lost its way

found a home in my heart.

I am afraid to shut my eyes – 

Will I see you?

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