Often the Absence of Angels Seems Eerie

October 17, 2013 #759

Dear Subscriber:

This week’s poem of the week is a poem about angels, ethics, and religion.

You can hear me read the poem and listen to the music for it at my site by going to http://www.poemsforfree.com/week.html.

Yours,

Nick Gordon

Often the absence of angels seems eerie,
Offering glimpses of worlds without end,
Vistas of vistas so vast one gets weary,
A desert of light without phantom or friend.

How will we manage when angels are truly
A future forgotten, a past past recall?
How will we rule when the rules are unruly,
With nothing but null at the heart of it all?

It hasn't been long that the angels are gone,
That the world is a speck of a speck out in space,
That two spheres existed where now there is one --
Heaven the haven beyond time and place.

What will come after the choirs of angels
Are silent for centuries? What will we be?
There is in that silence a scream that estranges
The soul from what shadows the senses can see.

The thoughts of Copernicus were the beginning
Of something that still has just barely begun.
What souls will distinguish salvation from sinning
When humans at last say goodbye to the sun?

© by Nicholas Gordon

Watch me recite the poem on YouTube at http://youtu.be/PJEA7eyTgss.