Talking to the angels

Talking to the angels

Dear God, I love you
Right from the very start
Even when I didn’t have
A language of love in my heart

When I was child
I knew you were there
Beyond the blue.
Talking to the angels
Connected me to you

In my solitude
In my mortal flesh
You showed me many heroes
Joan of Arc, and Gilgamesh

St. Michael and the dragon
Jesus on the cross
I saw his desolation
When everything was lost

But I saw the new sun rising
I saw his rose amongst the thorns
And then, then I was flying
And I saw the Lords of time & forms

I was talking to the angels
About the miracles
You showed me the resurrection
And what was possible

Dear God, I just wanted you to know
That I’m so grateful for my life
Bees come to my flowers
And for my tangles
You gave me a knife

And when I feel forsaken
Still my heart, my heart she does not rust
Ah! I was just talking to the angels
About all the wondrous ways
You move in us

Beaten by my teachers
Imprisoned by their lies
You showed me all those eternal truths
That are written in the skies

I was older than my parents
You were invisible to my friends
You showed me the blood of the faithful
Spilled on the battlements

I saw my lifelong lover
Holding out her arms
She was standing on the threshold
Her in Venus, I in Mars

I was talking to the angels
About the things it’s hard to face
So they took me to her garden
And there, there we embraced

I know that we can always talk about things
And that you’re always there for me
I love it when your silver moon
Becomes a pearl upon the sea

I was talking to the angels
About what I could do for you
And they told me to just keep the faith
And to know what is true