I heard an angel sing last night.
She used to dwell inside my soul.
She mustered up her strength to tell me,
"Pages turn and enemies can fold."

Flags fly at half mast,
dreams crumble.
spirits cease to be.
Creativity sighs a lonely call.
Gentle lambs do not lie here anymore.

Her calm swept across my face.
Her whisper had been lost.
I longed for when I really heard her.
I measured all and could not see,
not you, not me.

Accidents will happen.
I cleared my empty glass.
I bought a tiny ribbon
and tied it to my moods.
I cradled a stone of mercy
and carried it for penitence.

Apologies once freed,
lend hope to a careless loss of precision.
I found those leaves were hidden.
It felt so unkind,
so cold.

I had nothing there to warm me,
no berries in my basket,
only feathers carved in stone.
There were blades of grass,
that reached the sky.
There were bodies on the highway.
I held myself as she turned the page,
and said,
"You are not alone."

When someone comes along the path,
maybe they will pick up the cradle,
then with a softer vision,
find a lovelier candle.

I sat across the table
from a heroine of light.
The moon would not forgive me.
I had all the stories in my pocket
and tiny grains of sand.
I told her I'd been humbled
and I did not understand.
She set aside her book of colors,
kneeling by it's side.
"There are cheaters in the closet", she said
"and vacuums down the hall.
There are prices for the wise."

If I lack the salt of luck
to throw across my shoulder.
If I wander through all the treasures,
this life,
the ache,
the opportunity.....
If I leave these words,
commit their little spirits,
if I can, can you?

Hold me close dear angel,
muster up a little tune,
and rock me like a serpent
that rises to the moon.

About Me

Name:Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Location:Hawaii, United States

Aloha! I am a figurative artist and Illustrator. If you check out my website you will see that I am very prolific in oils. My paintings are collected worldwide. I also do sculpture; images available upon request. I have illustrated for Hay House Inc. , Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. I also enjoy story writing and poetry. All of the paintings,stories and poems are written by me. Check out my website http://www.kathysart.com