Let the angels breathe
Stop and stare at faces without names, imagine
their spirits cornered on a street with no end.
Find a moment to forget, relax, embrace
the smell of ocean in winter, respect the dove’s flight.
Hold the moral from promises, beautifully broken.
Caress your conscience and let it adrift
across horizons, on the wings of fragrance and winds,
let January’s song set your mind free, let the cold go.
Make a sacrifice, help someone, accept the eyes of hope,
hold the serenity, be close to stars and orbits.
Become the grace, the purity of galaxies abroad,
let the angels of peace breathe, this is all we need
© 2011 Broken Sparkles