By Ayian @ And-Darling

They crashed into the window,

one after another,

beating wings fallen to the ground

Believing salvation was ahead...

Only to find the cold hard reflection of

the truth in front of them.

Three creatures of God

destroyed by glass windows

on tall apartment buildings...

Man made heavens.

Accostumed to the sight of death,

petite hands gently scooped

the still bodies into their shaky palms...

Her breath sighed as light as their delicate

warmth,

knowing that it was quick.

One moment.

One moment...

And the sudden stop of

Thumping hearts-- Fierce thunder

To the ears of insects

And music to his angels.

Did God Know what man did today?

Fate lined them up in fine feather,

nestled closely in a row

For every wondering stranger to see

and qustion how a perfect trio

Ended up still and cold,

Rotting underneath the old oak trees.

She shook her head and wondred

Why it was that God, kingdom of heaven,

Had granted such creatures

Beauty even lifeless.

It must be his Trinity

That alloed them to appear as though

simply

sleeping

Or maybe, in all his blindness,

He had yet to realize they were dead.