Can you hear us now?

         Can you hear them too?

I DO.

They are near… so very near

Yes, oh yes, they are even here.

So I ask of you, Can you hear them too?

I know that I Do.

For their wings have brushed away tears

of the bitter spirit built from my silent fear.

Their hallowed words, like pearls fall all around

Springing forth unto the anxious heart

of which this sighing soul is bound.

So tell of me now, that you not only hear but see.

For I in this simple darkened room of mine,

I have born witness to not one, but three,

As they, in surreal and supernatural splendor,

dance through the portals of dimensional time.

For it is beyond this veil, this hidden realm

That lay the many mysteries revealed

Which unto this mortal mind and eye…

do now...oh so overwhelm.

So pray tell…Can you hear them now?

Can you see, touch or feel somehow?

For through this frost of angelic breath,

The sting of crossing over

Hath at last been given rest.

Therefore, can you… I say…

hear them now?

As I in my silent, and insatiable wonder,

quickly catch the winds of a virtuous flight

A flight hereinto the ever, forever after of my first angelic night.

Say…

Can you hear us now?

J. Allen Wilson © 2005