Dear Angel where ever your wings fly,
Whichever part of earth with that sky,
To exist under the shadow of your flight,
To feel everyday such a beautiful light.
Perhaps the fates unkind gesture to me,
Born backwards, born where wasn’t to be,
An alien land without your healing flight,
A foreign tongue who understands no light.
Believe me Angel, I am trying my best,
To navigate the lands and absent a rest,
Till I see your wings shadow the ground,
Till the light my soul has finally found.
I have not chosen to be this far away,
But I promise you, here I shall not stay,
I shall find you and I will always look high,
For the glimpse of my Angel flying the sky.
