The word came down from the spirit realm
It said an Angel fell.
The message spread with amazing haste over every hill and dale.
A prophet was told this would occur but ignored everything it said.
Not insensitive to the angels plight, but preoccupied with death.
In hearing that the angel was captured where she fell.
The prophet rushed to where she laid prepared to face down hell.
As he steps through the sage that enveloped him he soon was face to face.
There stood an egocentric minister invading the Angels space.
They soon locked eyes as the minister said prophet you will lose.
I have made this angel mine just now and she is here for me to use.
The profit felt a stabbing pain in the center of his heart
How could I have let this happen, I could have avoided this at the start.
I could have stopped this all from happening if I had listened long before.
When spirit said pay attention you’re not listening anymore.
Racked with pain the prophet looked at the minister seeing all that he could see.
Minister, the angel can never be yours I am taking her with me.
There was a Bible on which the minister stood and with one he hid his face.
This was a disguise he had always used to feign a life of grace.
The prophet noticed the Angels glare that she was in a hypnotic trance
Based on being told that since she fell from grace she will never have a chance.
She must live in the minister’s presence or back to heaven she won’t go.
She screamed dear prophet I’m no good I must reap what I have sewn.
The prophet looked up to the spirit realm said “what do I do now?”
Do I rescue her against her will? If I am just tell me how.
Suddenly a light shined through the clouds that hung above the land.
It streamed bright and strong to the prophets heart transforming this mortal man.
Battle scars were quickly healed and confidence filled his being.
Spiritual power streamed from him that the minister had never seen.
It knocked minister to his knees he used the Angel for a shield.
The Bibles were just shopping lists now scattered across the field.
The light enveloped the Angel and her mind began to clear
She saw the fear on the minister’s face feeling sorry for his tears.
The minister began to scream in pain as the light beam burned his skin.
He then ran into the darkness and was never seen again
The prophet took the Angel in his arms and brushed back her sweat soaked hair.
He looked up to the spirits with a smile and thanked them for being there.
The prophet held the Angel to his chest caressing her warm soft cheek
I am sorry love for not being there when you started feeling weak.
I promise never to leave your side you can count on it as truth
She tearfully looked into his eyes said “But I feel I’m of no use”
The prophet brushed back her long dark hair and caressed her pretty face
You’re an angel love and that’s the truth but this worlds a scary place.
Although you are a child of god you still feel the people’s tears, sometimes things can be too much and force you into fear.
Just learn from your experience and teach it far and wide
Tell the people that they are still ok and god is on their side.
The prophet helped her to her feet and held her body close
She felt his heart beat in his chest; he said there is something you should know.
Though I tell people of their future and help them let go of things that’s past.
At the end of the day when I am done I am still a mortal man.
When you fell it changed my life and I will never be the same
My love for you consumed me and my priorities rearranged.
My toughness remains within me love ,though my angers completely gone.
My prophetic abilities are enhanced my love my empathy twice as strong.
I ask you to walk this path with me and help the people of the world.
Forever you are my Angel love my partner and my girl.
The Angel smiled a radiant smile held his hands against her cheek.
She said I have always loved you, even when I was feeling weak.
He listened to her words and gave a happy grin then they walked their path into the sunset where their life can now begin.
R.Caruso © 2010