Playing the God’s Angel

Granma

Grandma’s bedtime stories

of fairies and angels heard ages ago,

seem to get silently carried forward through ages.

Don’t they? Like the one,

in which, god sends his angels down

to a pure heart, suffering…in pain. 

The ethereal souls in long robes,

flapping their man-size wings, arrive

with an aura of love and compassion,

Very softly, almost stealthily, they wipe off

the tears of pain from the sad eyes

and put a smile of cheer back 

on the parched lips,

and then, vanish in the thin air.

Hey, why not play the god’s angel

to someone today!

Make a sad soul happy

and feel the divine bliss in return!

**************

Ashok Misra

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