There Were Angels There

In all our works of art, through all of time
Everywhere this great world of ours upon
We find signs of a Mystery sublime
Well worth our present meditation on

We find it in the painted records left
Of all the revelations ever known
No matter the God-warp or Goddess-weft
To which each teaching afterward hath grown

We see it in the frescoes, murals, in
The statuary, each illumined book
Every one to the others close akin
We find it, simply, everywhere we look

No matter when it was, no matter where
Without exception, there were angels there

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