Angel descending, John Lyons (50 x 70 cm, oil on canvas)
This is how angels descend
out of the blue into the pink
when least expected
free-falling through the universe
time and distance no object
space an illusion at best
at worst a failure
of the imagination
I defy you to say
that your life is complete
that there are no ragged edges
no moves you wish
you’d never made :
art affirms all things
it can declare love
and it can express regret
for a love that has
slipped away
art is a way of life
just as poetry is
and just as love is
hence the shoulder
on which we bear
all things
all our joys
and all our sufferings
and art brings colour
and warm words
and delight in the beauty
of shapes that take on
a new energy
when placed on canvas
or within the perimeters
of a poem : angels descend
when we are willing
to celebrate the rough patches
the incomplete journey
never the end
John Lyons
Very thought provoking. Angels certainly have a place in my life.
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