A long time ago
When humans bowed low
To the gods who lived in clouds
There was power and might
And angels bright
To serve the human crowds
.
Up way in heaven
She was one of the seven
Of dazzling angels there
Righteous and true
Golden in hue
Flawless and always fair
.
Then came a snake
With a plan to break
A hole between angel and gods
Shaped as a man
He invented a plan
Dark and full of fraud
.
To the heavens he came
A picture of shame
For all his previous sin
He fell to his knees
And begged the gods, please
To speak to their angel kin
.
Reluctant they were
To let him see her
Their pride, their angel fair
But just gods they were
Through they tried to defer
The meeting of the pair
.
Eventually they met
The fair and the threat
A meeting the gods couldn’t plan
He whispered sweet lies
Beginning the demise
Of pure angel and man
.
Worried, the gods warned her
Of trouble to occur
If they met again
“He’s sly and a snake,
Your wings he will break
Without a single ‘amen’”
.
She listened, demure
An angel, so pure
To their anxious pleas
But when the man came
And whispered her name
Their words vanished with ease
.
They met then in quiet
Their murmurs of riot
As the two fell in love
He tempted and taunted
Alive, and undaunted
To have secret love from above
.
He was so strong and all man
Something she couldn’t plan
And neither could the gods
Her halo grew dimmer
And so did her shimmer
Soon it attracted the gods
.
They questioned and doubted
And the good angels shouted
For her to lose her wings
“She’s been meeting the rebel
It’s time that she fell
From the heavens of kings”
.
The gods asked her why
Their hearts all a-cry
For their angel pure
She answered with “love”
Stronger than what’s above
.
And the gods declared their poor angel impure
They then struck her down
And broke her crown
And she lost her silver wings
She fell from her heaven
No longer one of the seven
Graced with silvery wings
.
And on earth the snake smiled
As the plan he compiled
Began to truly take form
Some angels cried
And some gods died
As the heavens became deformed
.
For without their seven
Up there in heaven
The devil’s plan did root
Six angels remained
And the gods were restrained
By the snake and his evil fruit
.
The gods were unable
To do good or enable
Their people down below
Slowly the heavens were dimmed
By the ones who sinned
As their rule began to grow
.
Her heart was then broken
By the words they had spoken
From both the gods and her love
She died deep inside
Alone, she did cry
Gone, and disposed of
.
But down here on earth
The angel gave birth
To a child of not one but two worlds
Half of him sure
The other impure
The battle would yet be unfurled
.
Through eighteen dark years
And the angel’s glad tears
The angel’s son was raised
Who learned about light
And learned how to fight
The devil and snake being praised
.
Soon the son confronted
The devil and snake affronted
About their darkened days
He challenged their rule
Claiming them to be malevolent and cruel
And evil in their ways
.
Enraged the snake struck
The heavens amok
As the two battled for truth
Unknowing the other
Both knew the mother
One as lover, one as youth
.
The heavy battle, it raged
And went on for days
Until the snake knocked down
His son, the young warrior
His son, the young courier
The son he could have crowned
.
And with his falling cry
The gods watched him die
And finally, they understood
The son of an angel
A fallen archangel
Who had been pure and good
.
They broke free of their chains
Took hold of the reins
That had held them back
They battled the devil
And finally, disheveled,
The heavens, they finally took back
.
But down on earth, all alone
The ex-angel had sewn
As she waited for the news
She prayed for her son
And what he had done
And what she had left to lose
.
The gods soon arrived
Their dark hearts revived
As they savored good and glory
But soon they were cheerless
As they saw their ex-angel, tearless
Her heart sore and sorry
.
She claimed she had known
After the seed had been sown
What evil had begun
When they cast her from heaven
From one of the seven
She knew, but she was shun
.
So she raised her poor son
To treat the evil begun
From the day that he was born
She taught him in light
And never to spite
And knew, one day, she would mourn
.
The gods begged her pardon
Right there in her garden
Wondering at her knowledge to give
They gave back her wings
And helped her to sing
And let their angel live
.
So both her and the boy
Her beautiful boy
Became heroes, up above
They praised her morality
Her poor son’s finality
The sacrifice made for love
.
But she always did wonder
If she did a blunder
By letting her gorgeous boy go
By letting him fight
To do what was right
But to that, she’d never know
.
So today they sing to her
And praise everything about her
Her silver wings, her halo crown, her sacrifice that day
Her place in the heavens
Among the sevens
And how she once went astray
.
I’m not going to say a whole lot on this one. One, because I’m sure if you got to the bottom of this and read the entire thing, you don’t want to read a whole lot more. Secondly, I’m sick. Which accounts for both the length and the obvious strangeness of this piece. Thirdly, pictures are worth a thousand words, so here is what inspired me to write this…and, yes, I was the photographer, the photoshop-er, and the ‘model’ in this piece. Hope you enjoyed this extremely long poem. It’s the second longest I’ve written to date. 🙂 Any feedback on this one is greatly appreciated, as it is on any of my poetry here!
Whispers of the Willow 