Watchers
Sitting amongst the angels.
Looking below to the terrestrial plane.
Wondering through the spectrum of time.
Disolving and fading away as memories wash over.
Remembering a time when blood flowed through these veins.
No wings to bare witness to my existence.
Just another form on the great earth.
Recalling a mere span of time when living was worth dying for.
But only during that short time I had truelly fullfilled my destiny.
I was to be a watcher-
A guidance amongst plighted souls who faced their extinction.
I consoled broken hearts that ate away at it's carrier.
I helped those who faced the harshest of realities.
I had fallen though.
I denied my destiny after watching fate take hold of too many..
I damned it all to hell as I soothed my last charge.
I watched him be taken by a short-term life that was issued to him.
The greater good never could prevail, as neither did evil.
There was just issues of life given and taken by the gods that be.
We were all destined.
The higher beings, such as myself, as well as the earth-bound ones.
Falling from the grace that I was given, I was to become a recluse.
Amongst other fallen watchers I was placed in the stars to sit and watch.
We were no longer the privelaged. We were to wither away watching as eternity was to pass by.