Two Creatures

a poem by Ishrath


I caught two creatures in a sprightly waltz

harmonious in the company of each other,

soaring into the sky with their gossamer wings.

As the sun streamed through their haloed heads

its light split into seven.

Delicate as dandelions,

The creatures floated in thin air.

Their angelic chuckles echoed into the horizon

like the soothing crash of waves at dawn.

Countenance so pure, radiating child-like innocence

they were oblivious to anything at all.

Twirling and spinning with such fine grace

that my eyes were stripped away of its sins.

And I was shocked to see their eyes replaced by sparkling gems

Each a North Star to the other.