Fallen angel she is
right from the lap of the holy will
fallen on the blissful hands of nature.
Her drapes beautifully made up of feathers
her hair braided into free, loose curtains
Her smile,silken and sweet, a majestic tremor
(Something the earthlings ain't ever seen).
Water into ice and the
wild into mushy.
Fire into snow and the
coward into gutsy.
Brown into green and the
hateful into lovely.
The odetta was making a haven of their home
(A dream of the animals)
the sorrow flees.
the evil dies.
the rain bellows
Even the fearful Satan listens, mesmerized.
The moon ,it bows to her charm.
The dolphins swirl around her feet.
The sparrows praise her with hymns.
The peacocks, the mynas, the stars and the bees,
Oh! the whole world seeks her divine blessing.
and forever she smiles,
placing hope in the hearts of the lost
feeding love to the minds of the doomed
Oh! Our divine savior...
This is our ode.