Poetry | Angels

The Archangel Raphael

Anthony O'Dugan
May 21, 2024

My Angel Guide

Photo by Marek Studzinski on Unsplash

There I lay, quiveringly quenched, drenched
in the near-Forbidden garden of recognition.
How can a kiss, so suddenly change a creature?
What make I of this? The student becomes the teacher.

Inscribed, as if by bond held tight, a Sigil made
to bring forth healing light—an Archangel's gaze
held with eternal understanding through fiery blaze—keeps the lanterns burning brightly through the haze.

A healer, a bard, and with miracles from god in hand
he comes when called upon, n'er foreign to the land.
Once met—impossible to forget—charmed right away,
He is the Archangel Raphael, healing is his name.