Angels

Have you ever
Found yourself in
Conversation with a
Stranger and slowly it
Dawned on you you were
Speaking with an angel who
Was looking into your soul as you
Talked of this or that and they
Smiled at you knowing you
Better than yourself? No?
Me either. At least I guess
So but I have I think felt
From time to time that
Some stranger might
Be more than just a
Stranger as their
Patience or
Manner
Was
Unusually
Deep like smooth
Water over a derp place
In the river of time we float
Down in life making me feel
There is more than we see.
I was in New York City one
Day trying to get from one
Train station to another
Pressed for time when
An old priest said to
Me he was going to
The other station
If I wanted to
Walk along
Which I
Did
And caught
My train and later
Wondered at our talk
And his act of kindness
So perhaps it is after
All possible to talk
With with angels
Or at least a
Kindly old
Man.