Morning Angel

With flight she shudders as the season brings with it a welcoming kiss.
A morning angel has been sent, nudged by majestic into the dawn.
She can no longer ignore this worlds anguish 
as her song cradles us with the gift of a lullaby.
The flickering lights blend with her presence, the white glow an essence.
She falls to her knees and weeps as tears heal through endless.
Her touch blankets the cold as warmth buries sorrow.
She sees through my eyes the wickedness that continues to consume existence,
those deceitful men that have fulfilled agendas of unlawful acts.
With elegance she unveils her wings as they turn crimson to reflect greed
and as she whispers salvation's prayer, the snow falls.
From pale her lips moisten to the shade of bright peach.
It is then that tainted releases from pride
 Lavish is her hair that falls golden to sweep evil from blemishing life
Pain releases from weakened souls as strength pours into our destiny.
Soon purity will evolve and tame hardened hearts.
My wish begins here, with her showering this essence 
and that the spirit of Christmas brings forth a glow
 an angelic beauty, divine through heavenly,
where freedom will come, from eternity.