A companion piece to my Invisibly Written Visibly Read poem: [link]

This one is inpsired by Wim Wenders masterpiece
and one of my fave movies of all time Wings of Desire: [link]

'As idyllic as the angels lives are, it is through the pain we humans endure that know we are fully alive. And this is what the angels miss, to see colors; too touch, too taste; too smell, the ability too love and affect others' lives.
The children can see them, but the adults may at times only feel some vague presence. They lay hands on people's shoulders, to try too understand their feelings beyond mere words'. Wings of Desire trailer: [link]

Wings of Desire
Damiel quote: 'When the child was a child, it was the time of these questions. Why am I me, and why not you? Why am I here, and why not there? When did time begin, and where does space end? Isn't life under the sun just a dream? Isn't what I see, hear, and smell just the mirage of a world before the world? Does evil actually exist, and are there people who are really evil? How can it be that I, who am I, wasn't before I was, and that sometime I, the one I am, no longer will be the one I am?'

This is for
and for everyone who believes in something.

The preview image I came across on google is of a guardian angel and two small children: [link]