Red

She was born a  red angel

and learned to fly amongst them

Blue angles, but she sometimes had

strange behaviors like flying up and down

when all the blue angels were running from left to right

as they were rescuing souls 

ready to drown in a river of loss.

While the blues were carrying them 

from the river to the edge of the forest

to breath renewed in the shade

she liked to place them closer to the sun

in hawks's next and high branches

exposed to light, hope and dreaming

and only the vague memory 

about what was happening down on the ground.

As i sat and sung on the banks,

i had a vision of souls that were turning like balls

of red fires and fly from the trees

into the summer air , amongst

blue angels marveling at their need 

to be saved by beauty, 

in vision, music, or dance.