PROVIDENCE

by Nevada Kerr


An angel is on my side
I've agreed to correspond
She knew things I don't confide
Was I in contact all along

Winged and meteoric
With whip and spur she flew
Unrecorded, prehistoric
By word of mouth she grew

In the flow of time and tide
I found that I belonged
Synchronized I could not hide
How could I deny the bond

I recognized our common cause
At a glance I saw it all
Near at hand without pause
Hope transcendent called


Written by © Raven Drake
February 12, 2007.

Created: October 2007 © Paul Kinder

Last Updated: 21/10/07