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Ancient Music
03-17-05, 08:38 AM
The Angel Came Calling



Crouched in abject misery by the back porch post

Motionless, almost frozen , no longer able to carve the air with pulsating turquoise and cherry brandy striated wings of sublime beauty, the little pigeon lie
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Her crest no longer proudly and eloquently tilted in love of life towards the heavens

Eylids closed and quivering in silent testimony to the rampaging fever with her pain racked body
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Gently he approached sensing the resignation and helplessness of the forlorn little creature ,she feebly attempted to run, flight was only a treasured memory that now eluded her and she knew it instinctively making no attempt to launch into the skies that once were her domain
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He carried her gently into the house and quietly spoke to his angel of love

She took the silent still little bird into those beautiful long sensitive loving hands and cradled the little wild pigeon into the final cocoon of warmth love and peace that would send the precious spirit soaring
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Her spirit lifted for a little while and she feebly took some faltering steps across the PC desktop and climbed onto a book, seeking by some instinctual urge , to be closer to the beautiful angel, in human form, that was seated in front of her

No tremble of fear, no dash for freedom, no start or indication of fright

The little pigeon knew that this beautiful human in front of her was there to comfort and bring her peace during her last moments of a too short life
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The tears welled in the angels eyes and the man choked back his emotions, for her love of all life and the beauty of spirit was all to apparent for even the dullest and most insensitive to see
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Life ebbed from the beautiful little bird and she attempted to move closer to the angel

Tender loving caress, as soothing as a beautiful spring breeze , gentle soothing sounds and peace enveloped her soul in the angels care

As her consciousness faded , there was no fear, for an angel had come to give her peaceful and gentle entrance to another world where her body would be free forever from the fevers that wracked her now
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Eyes closing, body faltering, peace welling

All is calm, all is well, spirit now taking leave to soar in the heavens

And the Angel wept while the man wiped his eyes

Fly again little pigeon, fly in peace