O black angel,

spread your wings for me.

Deliver me from ghosts and rattling chains,

chants, haunts, and roots, sinking at the bayou's bottom.



The past with its dried hope and magnolia,

now long-gone; a shattered mirror of forlorn days.



O black angel,

spread your wings

upwards and outwards; sweep from

paradise to heaven. where grass grows emerald,

 

springing back past the walking on it.

To where joy-filled winds speak mysteries of the ages.



O black angel,

spirit me away to where

gates of pearl open onto streets of gold, like glass.



O black angel,

Uphold me in your massive hands.

Let me look into your piercing eyes, and

see beyond the boundaries of man’s comprehension.

To that place of magnificent, peerless beauty.



O black angel,

carry me in your wings.

Take me to that place where I might

see His body, bloodied and pierced for me.

Behold His face and kiss His nail-scarred hands.