Above the falls
The angels wait
They teeter on the edge
And see the drop
In grey the water slips away
In white and air it surges to the ground
In spume and spray it moves
As a rainbow in air
Thus impressed - the angels fly
To join the water in its flow
A swoop - a turn - a spark of light
A sweep and flow on airy wings
And there they go
The Angels of The Falls
21Sept2010 CPR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a lovely poem, and really captures the imagination.