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'angel's empathy' timothy r gates, 8/20/2009

looking down
from beneath
looking up
from above
ethereal footstool
terrestrial gallery
like Icarus' desire,
the surreal is too real
Messengers wanting to
cry out,
'They're merely children!'
their Master looks away,
voyeurs
must honor free will.
Angels' heartless hearts
reeling,
'What of their free will?'
sympathy, from the ignorant
empathy, from the fallen
dancing a dervish
singing Rachel's song,
the little ones' of peace
skim their stones
across ponds
while walking on them.