The Helper

In the darkness
she sits;
she sits,
in the darkness.
Waiting.

She awaits the cry;
the cry,
of a Saint.
The Saint cries out.
Help.

Out of the darkness,
the helper arrives.
Arrives to help,
the darkness;
love.

An angel of light,
who sprung from darkness;
darkness encompassed
the angel of
light.

The helper.

The helper sees.
The helper knows.
The helper loves
to help the
Saint.

Broken, the saint
cries.
Cries out for help.
The helper hears;
the helper,
helps.

When no one else will.
The helper,
helps.
That beautiful angel
of light.

Thank you O’ Maker,
thank you,
Creator.
Thank you for,
love.
The love
shown towards your Saint;
from the helper.
The angel.

path of a Saint

#poetry

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