Silvered Angel

Silvered Angel, heavenly representative
Connecting collective souls in the bleak of wee small hours
Mysterious in your uplifting spirituality
Delivering insightful messages, prayers rising
Persuasive and eloquent in your conversational energies

She says: Do you leisure your spare time wisely
Or do you squander your obligations away in meaningless drivel
Don't waste the precious moments you've received
Staring at your own reflection in self-loathing
Like Narcissus in the gazing pool
I know that you've considered yourself as damaged goods, lacking in
responsive purpose
You say you have no convincing reasons you can think of
That would make you love yourself

I strolled past demolished houses, so familiar
Facing street-razed neighborhoods I used to know
Wondering all the while
Is the wellkept grass truly greener
on the other side of the white picket fence
or is it merely sleight-of-hand illusion
created by indoor/outdoor carpeting?

She says: Survival is living beyond the wrongful choices that you
make
Dishonesty and deceit, pain and misery..
powerful easy to come by
but harder to remove than unwanted lipstick stains
Learning lessons, a measuring stick of where your true strengths and
imperfections lie

A extravagant reservoir of thorough changes inside
Relinquished all my grieving sorrows
I sat beneath the thriving weeping willow tree
Relishing my fiery baptism in unabashed wonderment
And watched Serenity, the mighty flowing river rushing past
The overwhelming realization hit me, filled with rapid force
I'm no longer just a two-bit taker, but a gracious giver
Writing skillful notebooks, engraved with prose and poetry