Wish I Could Be A Guardian Angel Poem by Oleg Vorobyov

Wish I could be a guardian angel
To rescue someone from a danger
At numbered seconds off a crash
When life is worth an instant dash!

A reach of hand, or a covering wall
Could probably stop a threatening pall!
A wise advice to check a mad course
Could probably undo a development worst!

I wish I could have wings to fly
To carry me to rescuing nigh!
I wish I could be of light speed
To save the ones in a dire need!

But I am weak, of mortal built.
My futile dreamings unfulfilled
Are until now. A skein of dust
Such as I am presumably must

Deliver someone of hot water,
(Can written word become a motto,
An incantation to transpire?)
Of a blow, of slip, of chasm, of fire!