Pearls Poem by Agatha Eliza
Pearls
The light is filtered through the clouds
through the vast tapestry of heaven
after a ghostly night
so tired to keep the tiny diamonds
all to itself, in the grip of its
old, bony fingers.
These are pearls that fell from the angels'
eyes..keeping the loving remnants
and glorious luminescence
of he, whose name is heard when the
white, otherwordly feathers are
held closer to heart.
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5/12/2024 11:43:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
of he, whose name is heard when the white, otherwordly feathers are held closer to heart - This line as precious as pearl in your muscle heart