Amid the flames and screams of the dying,
Wrapped in an immense and silent dignity,
A lone man falls…
Hands tucked neatly at his side,
Tie flapping gently,
As he plummets upside down.
An eerie quiet surrounds his flight,
Savage death was cheated of one small victory
When angels, flying point
Gathered his graceful body before he landed, and carried him home.
In all that pain and terror
A message of hope and redemption.
Embedded in that single image
Of a silent man,