The Heartening Angel
The Heartening Angel
Her wings were not, at first,
affixed.
On her brown clay back,
their site of attachment
forms a pink join,
a way for the angel’s heart
to bloom through.
When I’m not looking,
she rises into air,
spreads those earthy wings,
and dusts us
with blessings of imperfections.
In this way,
with her single spiral eye,
she heartens the world.
- pottery sculpture by Nels Arnold
poem by Susa Silvermarie
The Heartening Angel
with thanks to her sculptor, Nels Arnold
