Angel wings flutter by
on the backs of butterflies
Translucent as the sky is blue
dappled sunlight shining through

A flash of light in the night
the snap of a batwing in flight
His wings are of blackest black
a furtive glance to watch them flap

Stray pieces of rainbow colored hues
caught in the flow of summer’s perfuse
Hummingbird’s bounce limb to limb
their own private troponym

Angels all are not caught in heaven
many are here in their earthen haven
No matter the color of wings or skin
angels all we have within