When I meet angels
My heart rises
Higher than I am
Lifted, as they near,
So it seems
Like iron to lodestone
When I meet angels
I remember
What I can be
And I hold my breath
Lest my breathing
Startle them away
When I meet angels
My pulse quickens
Faster than it should
And my mind is lost
With my weeping,
And laughing, and all
Damn fine poem, this one; especially the last (open) line.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed reading this poem. What came to my mind also is how amazing it is to meet an angel when they haven't even realised that they are one. I have met people like this: 0)