Falling in reverse,
because we’ve not yet “fallen”. Growing up on Earth,
among all its creatures
–How were we to know we were too large?
The angels scream we’re abominations,
and around us the chaos is ensuing.
Yahweh’s great tide is steadily rising
–where is Enoch with our fathers, and with them the Words of God?
and then we came
to the death place of our kin.
The Watchers, killed by the
Archangels’ great hands.
Is this why the Flood has come,
to wash our taint from the world?
(C) Marie Meyers, 2013