Homo angelus

In memory of a dear friend, Su. R.I.P

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Why do they gaze at sky?

Like metal birds

Longing dream of fly

Do they forgot their wings?

In the maze of memory

lies a long-forgotten dream

Wishing to regress

and become women of free flight

along with its lovers

Were those

Drifting in the wind

angel's or bird’s feathers?

Observant on Earth

to each minuscule chance

How insignificant

Swimming in the clouds

yet they're free

Longing for the fiery kiss of sun

is so ancient story like write crafting

Daydreams of those wishing to reach God

From the clouds

They felt

into mortal terrain

© Photo and Poem by Marcelo de Jesus Fraga