All Saints Day Looking At Your Picture Poem by mark nwagwu

angels of joy sit on my brow
pour in light each ray a thrill
my spirit rises the heights unsearchable

colours assemble invite the rainbow
dazzling prisms flash over me
diamonds radiant incense the soul

grace exults learns a new song
to reach that heart too sublime for letters
for only the Word would do

the soul tingles with dreaming scratches
heaven drops in seeks out some drums
the saints in dance create a new earth