angels

fluttering feathers 
curling in low air 
a breeze of wind stopping 
although no one is there 
a foot stepping forward 
wings hiding from sight 
angels are watching 
on ground here this night 
fluttering wings 
broken unseamed 
ruffling together 
unsilent and unseen 
hiding in shadows 
near you and near me 
stepping on puddles 
of watery steam 
walking in silence 
following lost souls 
following people 
that nobody knows 
quiet forgotten 
alone in the breeze 
wind still yet catching 
the wings of the trees 
there are still people 
these angels will see