fallen


from blue heavens
a trail of wax and feathers
like a fallen star
into darkness and fire
my own way.
bent on destroying
myself
except
the Sun of righteousness
on the wings of the Morning
arises
with healing in His wings
caught
a captive of grace
surrender is inevitable
holy fire 
sanctifying, healing, guiding
into His arms

imagesource: "The Fall of Icarus" by helene
Reference to Malachi 4:2

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