WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES ...

WINGED GRACE
A whisper stirs, a luminescence dazzling,
As dawn's soft hues upon the window gleam,
An angel wakes, bathed in ethereal light,
And stretches forth, a breathtaking dream.
No human art could ever quite portray,
The perfect grace, the delicate design,
Of wings unfurled, where sunbeams softly play,
A wall-hanging of feathers, so divine.
Each shimmering plume, a pearl of purest white,
Or tinged with gold, or shades of azure deep,
A silent song, a captivating sight,
Where secrets of the heavens softly sleep.
Just watch her now, as beauty takes its flight,
And hold the wonder in the morning light. 

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI