A Young Man On A Cliff Poem by Daniel Miltz

Long ago, a young man was sitting on top of a cliff
Staring at the ocean in a sunny California town
He sees hanging low, an early spring sun on the horizon
Suddenly from the sky, a falling feather appears at his side

The young man gets up and walks over to a nearby ledge
Tucked away behind a bend on the cliff's side
As the waves are breaking gently on the foamy beach
Unexpectedly from the sky, a falling feather appears at his side

A cold breeze, heavy with a salty mist appears
Brushes over and around him with a soft wind push
As he ran his phantom fingers gently, through his soft hair
Sudden there swooped, a falling feather appears at his side

As he descends the steep sand and wood stairs
To the beckoning beach below
The young man looks upward into the sky
Out of the blue, an angel appears at his side

The young man, now an old man
Did not remember anything, just only the vision he beheld
His spirit-soul will never forget that moment
Of flashing colors, sunlight rays and angel feathers

The old man will always remember that transcendental moment
Of the angel he met-DURING MY LIFE'S JOURNEY!

© daniel miltz