Angels In The Clouds

Angels In The Clouds
© Surazeus
2024 10 27

Gold sun radiates in bank of silver clouds, 
beaming rays of beauty on lush hillside 
where Clara and Robert, her little son, 
eat cheese sandwiches and drink apple cider 
as goldfinches chirp in hazelnut groves 
and butterflies fan wings on lilac blooms. 

Placing warm hand on back of her young son, 
Clara points to the sun glowing in clouds. 
"God is the pure radiant light of the sun 
who sees everything on Earth he created, 
for though we cannot see his divine face 
he shines his healing love to light the world." 

Robert squints his eyes at slow swirling clouds 
to see bright spirits she is pointing at. 
"Floating in milky robes with feathered wings, 
angels follow Jesus and holy saints 
in meadow of flowers and broad fruit trees 
around grand crystal temple of the truth." 

Peering closely at huge mountain of clouds, 
Robert sees bright figure of the tall man 
with long hair and beard, and star-golden eyes, 
who strums enchanting tunes on his gold harp 
with nimble dance of fingers to beam wide  
shimmering web that weaves souls of the Earth. 

Joining Royal Air Force in First World War, 
Robert learns to fly cloud-leaping biplane 
to soar high above rivers, fields, and towns, 
then ascends on bold wings of Icarus 
to glide above huge banks of silver clouds 
that swirl with stately grace of ocean waves. 

Heart beating fierce as time-collating wings, 
young star-eyed lieutenant from Idaho 
grips yoke to adjust forward pitch and roll 
with concentration controlling swift flight, 
then searches for Jesus strumming his harp 
while angels dance in groves of paradise. 

Returning home from bombing factories, 
Robert embraces his mother with joy 
on the front lawn as her cheeks gleam with tears, 
then, eating steak and potatoes for lunch, 
he tells her how flew above the clouds 
on broad angelic wings of Icarus. 

Gripping his hand, Clara beams with delight. 
"Did you see God and his angels in Heaven?" 
Shaking his head, Robert smiles at his mother. 
"While soaring high above round spinning Earth, 
I saw no God or angels on the clouds, 
nothing but wisps of water from the sea."