477. I behold

Quickly and thoughtlessly
An angel ascends.
I behold her beauty’s wings.

Slowly, steadily, gracefully and soulfully
An angel descends.
I behold her beauty’s light,
Offering’s might and duty’s height,
And something more:
God’s Compassion.
Sri Chinmoy, The Wings of Light, part 10, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974