SSSeth SpearsFounder & Chief Visionary Officer, Wellnesse · 👨‍👧‍👦 Father 🏔 Founder ⚓ Outdoorsman 📍 World Traveler 🇮🇹 Sicilian American

Broken Halos

3 Apr 2023 · 3 min

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A lyrical poem about fallen angels and lost divine guidance, using images of broken halos and folded wings. The speaker searches for celestial helpers, then accepts that questioning why they're gone is futile. Fire, broken arrows, and shadows reinforce themes of inevitable decay and mystery.

Chapters

See my shadow, broken halos, falling wings that used to fly. They've all gone, where did they go? Broken halos that used to shine. Angels come down from the heavens just to help us on our way. Come to teach us, then they leave us and they find some other soul to save. See my shadow from the palace, folded wings and goosebumps. They've all gone. Where did they go? Broken arrows that used to shine. Broken arrows that used to shine. Don't go looking for the reason. Don't go asking Jesus why. We're not meant to know the answers. They belong to the burning fire. They belong to the burning fire. Seen my shadows broken in half. Burning wings that used to fly. They've all gone on. Wherever they go, broken arrows ain't used to shine. Broken arrows ain't used to shine. Broken arrows ain't used to shine. Broken arrows ain't used to shine.