COPYRIGHT (2010) WRITTEN BY KIMBERLY MORROW
As the angel wiped the black mascara off her eyes into the white tissue, she felt so many things at once. Hate, loss, misfortune and discreet. There she was, unable to fly after she pawned her wings for a price she paid only for a mortal loved one.
Once she loved,sacrificed and longed for, she realized the envy she still envied for those who shared significant passion and truth. Now her faith was all a smeared blackened spot on a white piece of Kleenex. Pain, hurt and disappointment for the sobering upset in her heart, that is all that the spot will account for after the storm. The buy in for the antique memorial, “she cried on a Kleenex” is auctioned at “priceless, but sold for a soul.” Her wings are forever unaccounted for like a pin to a lost soldier.
What are tears anyways? A sign of weakness or a sign of strength, it doesn’t matter because either way each tear drains any angel of who she was, once was or longs to be. For a mortal, it drains them of life and the rent for their bodies. Eventually the lonely one will die.
There is no compromise and no negotiations with love. It’s not that complicated or is it? To many on-seekers, love seems simple. To angels love is spiritually complicated and undefined.
Life and love is a gift and angels truly believe that. Yet how hard can a mortal try and try and move forward? No mortal is born with super-human strength. So is loving someone like suicide or a slow dying disease below the clouds? Truly it all depends. You need love to survive. If there is no sky available then where does an angel dwell? It's a mirror mirage for both to survive.
Whenever something goes unplanned, then they first thing that re-enters a mortals' mind is the other mortal opponent who hurt them the in the first place. That is, to an angels experience : They will give up their wings to prove their love for someone below the heavens. In theatrical version : Love burns like hell to the innocent and existence burns like holy water to a possessed soul. There is no pretty sequel after all the dismantled body parts are disposed of.
That is why angels get lost. They long for something they can’t have. They want so much to be loved and needed yet they wait for eternities to even capture a glimpse of what they long for. Then they are left for dead like the forgotten one below.
Every angel or mortal longs for someone to hold. Everyone longs for love and compassion. A workday on earth consists of existence but heavenly love consists of belonging. Angels consist of retrieving while mortals expect receiving. Endless consumptions and endless revolution.
Some lost spirits will spend every night sober or intoxicated, praying that God will bring them their soul mate, friend or lover. No angel wants to be alone and no mortal prepares for a night of loneliness. Even an eternal heart can break, that is why there is rain. There are to many tears for heaven to hold.
Call it myth if history shall, but in faith’s defense the angel feels that everything is in life is predetermined, like an architects design. Ready to break ground and make a landmark or even destroy buildings that already have a name. A broken heart will end up like a fossil in the land when all it needed was love to survive.
This is where the guardian angels come in. They guide, they lead and they interrupt. At one time or another every lost soul has made ridiculous decisions under superficial economics and historical evaluation.
The lost angel begs for mercy and forgiveness when their loved one is hurting. The guardian provides nourishment for what was lost, preparing the lost angel for their next journey. Setting aside mythological beliefs about the night fairies that haunt your dreams and ruin you advances. It is beyond that state. Angels are all around and even when when someone doesn't want them to be. That whisper in your ear is not something bad, it's a voice you need to listen to.
It is an endless battle for the loving one in life. There will never be a victory. There will only be lost loves, forbidden love, or forgotten loves. Either way every angel of every level will never lose their faith. After all their faith is what gave them their wings.
Angels exist like breath to a human. So sad that is it often difficult to co-exist between the two entities that make all living things worth while. The two worlds are always at war, the heavens and the earth. Love is a hunger that will never serve the appetite even for the hungriest beast that thrives on the pyramid of ancient belief.
Yet, Someday, as an angel would say, "all shall practice to fly even if their soul is with someone lost and even if the war is still being fought. Someday love will be a victory and love will restore all wings. Then everyone will fly away free. Even if no one truly loved, dominance happens because love is always worth fighting for. In the end both worlds win."
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