On Angels, And Heroes
(The Legend)
Mythical creatures with similar features
but we know nothing about them really
except those stories that sound silly
We have been led to believe that angels and heroes
exist in a realm far different from ours -
up in the heavens or far back down the past
But, I will tell you a story, and yes it sounds silly
You see, I've met a few of them.
Here, in this reality. In my full awareness and clarity
It was a feeling of blurred certainty, mixed with sweet anxiety,
when around them.
All what I have been led to believe is wrong.
Angels and heroes do exist, in the here and now.
We are them.
We need them.
We dance with them.
They lead us on.
In the here and now, angels and heroes morph into the devil
and fallen-heroes that they really are.
We are our worst
and at our best,
most beautiful,
and depressed
when around them.
We meet them when we're ready to be saved,
from ourselves,
despite ourselves.
They come to us when we don't even know we need them.
This is their legend.