Translucent Diamond Tears of Angels

Translucent Diamond Tears of Angels

On Earth, a child lies silent and still,
huddled on the floor of a small garbage hut.
She is wrapped in thread-bare rags
that cannot hide her swollen belly
nor her listless empty gaze she
shows to a world that does not care.
She is close to death and her life
will go unheeded, untended, and forgotten
when her body is laid to rest with
the untold scores of others who have died.
And on this planet, no one will shed a tear
for the faceless child whose name is forgotten
when she leaves her mortal frame.

In heaven, beyond its majestic pearly gates,
the angels raise their trumpets in song
as choruses of voices rise in perfect harmony.
And angels crowd the streets of
glittering gold to watch the procession
of spirit guides bring their foundling home.
And behold,
the trumpets fall silent
and the chorus mute,
as all that is heard are the
whispered sighs of each angel,
in turn, weeping.

They cry in their joy uncontained,
as diamond tears stream
from their glorious eyes and
fall to worlds below
to burst into heavenly showers.
Where once there was
drought, disease, and death,
there is life reborn and renewed
to welcome home and embrace
the forgotten child of Earth.

Welcome home, Angel child,
Welcome home and blessed be!