The angel took off his wings

Put them into his bag

He said

He was going far away

Has the angel gone where he wanted to go

Did he put his wings back on

Freely flying in the sky, in the clouds

At the edge of the rainbow

Has the angel gone where he wanted to go

When he is tired

Resting on a branch

Will a cloud

Shield him from the sun

When the hurly-burly is over

The world silences

In a silent realm

Not speaking, not writing poetry

But missing someone

Has the angel gone where he wanted to go

Does he miss me as I miss him

Has the angel gone where he wanted to go

Does he miss me as I miss him