St. Michael and fallen angels Rubens, 17th century (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
They felt their hearts racing
At the moment of descent
All their fears there embracing
All their hopes and innocence
Feel them whirl as they fall
See them frightened by the light
We cannot help them, not at all
They alone must face this fight
Hearts racing beyond measure
Souls reaching for their home
Fearful of desired treasure
All together, all alone
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I hope you wont be disappointed if I comment that to me this is about death, the moment of. The soul being left to find its own way. Very good Helen.
Don’t mind at all – it’s a very interesting and valid interpretation. It was one of those poems that came without a real sense of its meaning, though after I wrote it I felt like it was the fall of angels, but then death is a very apt meaning too! 🙂