Long ago, a young man was sitting on top of a cliff Staring at the ocean in a sunny California town He sees hanging low, an early spring sun on the horizon Suddenly from the sky, a falling feather appears at his side The young man gets up, and walks over to a nearby ledge Tucked away, behind a bend, on the cliff's side As the waves are breaking gently, on the foamy beach Unexpectedly, from the sky, a falling feather appears at his side A cold breeze, heavy, with a salty mist appears Brushes over and around him, with a soft wind push As he ran his phantom fingers gently, through his soft hair Sudden there swooped, a falling feather appears at his side As he descends the steep sand and wood stairs To the beckoning beach below The young man looks upward into the sky Out of the blue, an angel appears at his side The young man, now an old man Did not remember anything, just only the vision he beheld His spirit-soul will never forget that moment Of flashing colors, sunlight rays and angel feathers The old man will always remember, that transcendental moment Of the angel he met- DURING MY LIFE'S JOURNEY! © daniel miltz