Go Catch Yourself.

You will never fall again.
Hear Arch Angels wings beat.
Like a heart beats in mine.
Echoing the devine.
Let gods fall into your arms
as you did theirs.
Allow them flight not stairs
this starstruck plight.
Ease their rough noose;
their thoughts,
some obtuse.
Fly for me.
My will is free.
For you. 50 million friends.
You are my destiny.
Legion at regions.
Reach jacked up souls.
Wrap them in respect,
whatever their goals.
Crown them king,
where they stand,
their bodies betrayed,
ask them to fly,
don't demand,
to the gentlest of ways;
to an endless day.
Hershyel angels,
teach all of their tales.
Then say how you feel
over flowing dales
neat and clear, no ice,
pass your warm whitened lips,
on this busy night.