An Angel Who Is Not
The light that is dark
When the world is not turning.
The something in nothing
While the waters are burning.
The wise colored fool
The mad coherent thought
The push for the pull
The air for the lot.
Sitting on a stand.
A stump, a leveled mountain.
An image of the man.
Reflected in a empty fountain
Who sought to be blind
Forgotten what is known.
An angel who is not.
At his house but never home.
Forever together but always alone.