There are angels on the subway
With good intentions at the door
Mixed flowers in a spring bouquet
As feathers fall upon the floor
Prayers meant just for heaven
Filling the ears of the divine
Grace and mercy given
As miracles move down the line
Holy and mundane meet
Turning tickets and turnstiles
Traveling at a high rate of speed
Under streets by blocks and miles
Sacred and sacrilegious join
The profane and the profound
Two sides of a mirrored coin
Hallowed feet on mortal ground
Entertaining angels unaware
Almost everywhere we go
miraculous moments of savior-farie
As our hearts and halos glow
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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