poem 85

"I asked for a miracle 

and angels fell from the sky

I saw the clouds part 

and started to cry

the angels came to my aid

asked me what's the matter

I said my heart is broken

and if all this even mattered

they formed a cloud under me

and took me through my history

they showed me the good moments

the ones that were the best for me

then they asked me what these moments meant to me

if they were pointless

and if there was any meaning

in my choices

my eyes were opened

I was shown meaning

all those empty emotions

had a new feeling

it was joy

different from pleasure

it was something infinite

something you can't measure

the heart ache stopped 

my heartbeat was gentle again

the angles said they'd always be around

with a helping hand to lend."