Immortality Sighs

 
Within a shadow  
The Grigori sigh in unison  
always watching on  
while time moves over the infinite  
 
Bleeding epiphanies blend  
it is a sacred speech...poetry  
the immortal connects to the mortal  
with whispers uttered to God's own mind  
 
Flexing my wings  
while a foreign speech enchants  
A vast eye takes in all things  
a child of scorn, not ever  
 
Beautiful feelings arise  
Then the tongue of Nod is spoken  
I hear it on the waves  
 
Will there be recompence?  
 
The folly of it all is glory misunderstood
faltering into the night to be accounted for
as wanderlust
 
With a quick intake of breath
the angels sigh
Time whispers hush
the infinite winks
and I fly