Halo Poem by Katerina Yanchuk

I see the halo above your head.
Are you a Saint or just a dead?
Did you just fall from deep blue sky?
Or rise from grave to make me cry?

Please, give me sign, I need to know
If you are ghost or just a flow
Of brightly crystal blinding light
In threatening darkness of the night

I have too many questions now
Don't play with me and tell me how
I still can see the shining halo
Above the man who must be laid low

The night's so dark, I cannot see
And you're not hurry to answer me
But as i feel from my inside
You are my husband and you died

You left me many years ago
If i could stop you I'd say NO!
You didn't ask, I didn't stop
And had so many tears to drop

But now you shine in front of me
What do you want, what will it be?
You scare me on this dreary night
I cannot run, I cannot hide

If i could send you my old Love
Would you just turn to angel's dove
And lay your wing above my head
To save my soul from harm and threat?

The morning comes and you're still silent
Your halo's light is still so violent
But when the sun rays touch your icon face
I'll be alone, and pacified with your real Grace