Unseen Battles

Where Angels tread

And feathers fall

Only fools rush in

Sacred space

Is not always calm

Battles rage unseen

Darkness wrestling light

Ancient foes entwine

Making for one hell-of-a-fight

Entering unaware

Fools get caught in the fray

Torn to emotional shreds

Unprepared for

What is happening

In their heart and in their head

Yes, only fools rush in

Were feathers fall

As Angels tread

E.A. Fussell

05.23.2020

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