An angel

By Mike Hall, September 3, 2019

In an empty sanctuary

She began to play


Just her… her piano

and…her God

What she could not see

was the aging gentleman

kneeling in the shadows

What a pity she didn’t know

that her music soothed the man

Transported him from trials

and worries…and the stuff

best left unworried about

His eyes closed

as she continued to play

Breathing deeply,

a calm came over him

like morning clouds

hanging low over a mountain stream

How was it that the man

hadn’t noticed the breathing before

Must have just taken it for granted

like everyone else

In those sacred moments,

breathing and gratitude

were all that mattered

to the old fella

so thankful for his God…

and the music played

by His lovely angel

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