Angels
written by: Alan David Gould
You see that stepping stones are there
You glimpse the starlets on the path
Anticipate the aftermath
yet breadcrumbs are quite rare
At some point we are bound to meet
the texture of approaching night
The angels of diffusive light
are pathways for our feet
And they come freely, so you know
You sense their most ethereal ways
Oh, I could lavish earthly praise
yet that is not for show
I see that you still walk the fence
yet wrap you round until you’re warm
Their presence means you’re safe from storm
Now tread with confidence
You know this, you have told me so
You see the clues, and I should say
The world is certainly that way
no matter where you go
Alan David Gould is a composer, writer and poet residing in Sarasota, FL. Gould is putting the finishing touches on a first anthology of collected poems, soon to be published. He is also writing a book of educational essays for musicians, a journal and dream journal, composing orchestra and chamber work for film and performance and tackling the remix of 40 years worth of original singer-songwriter material.
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