Michael and Gabriel, circling vast edge
of cosmos, gazed out at eternal flow.
Soon Raphael soared to them, sat on ledge
of grace and said, “A sudden gentle glow
filled all Multiverse as I flew to heal
every insanity, rain happiness.
A light like nothing before, yet great seal
of Godlight surely.” “Yes, my all witnessed
it too as I sailed parallels to calm
wars, blessing peace,” Michael whispered, watching
reflections of ancient stars, passing palm
over them. “Surely a blaze past matching
our first insight. Gabriel’s come from Earth.”
“It rose from there,” Gabriel smiled. “The Birth.”
Roger Armbrust
December 19, 2016
