By Dan Bickert

Yet with the ear keen
Hearing a call that makes the heart cheer
From a glorious windfall
But not one of affluence
A solemn gift from the heavens above
Angels whispering to one another
Searing terms of endearment
For those of us below
None perchance so devote as Apollyon
Mayhap none closer than Michael
Conceivably none more beloved than Gabriel
He, unto us, carrying dispatches to humanity
To our heart of hearts
Bearing vital comuniqués
At which hour our minds art elsewhere and ungenerous
Two of the three of them devout to us for the eternity of infinity
Their service to us is as a flambeau in the dark.

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