A Fairy Tale

I sat behind the door

of a friend's front door
on the quite street

It seemed a cowardly act,
Suddenly I felt a warmth of breath

exceeding second by second,
It was enveloping me

with a feeling of purity

Above my head I experienced

a smile of a calm angel  

I might have seen this before
A face with the same calmness

of an eternal immortality
And an omnipotent gaze

(t held serenity
in the circle of knowing freedom 

Her hair was mingled

with the moon light and breeze;
The world was known us

Her heart and breath
filled me with sure sincerity

of everlasting peace,
The strength of purity's
influence can never die.

The moment passed

and the angel was gone

Suddenly I felt as before.
In my deathless memory; 

I was assured purity of life