Call From a Seraph

 A call from a seraph you did ascend

From the ashes of your elapsed herd

You knew not the danger of your present

 You moved as one  

A herald found you there

Before you to be saved  

But you did not know

 From what or where you would be

Your mane shown the colors of the sun

 Bleached with stories of collective love

 Ambitious love found no arrangement within your spirit

You stayed close to ground

 Let naught interfere with the pitch of nourishing love

You acted collectively

Moved gradually through your fate

You were found singly

 Pried apart like layers of wallpaper 

Separated from your group

You stood strong in your wisdom unaided

But aching to know that the others were okay

 In doubt of your conclusion

Troubled only on behalf of the prospect of the group

You found solace as you moved through four walls of unfamiliar concrete

 Bravely with a now guarded heart

You walked through the gates

Knowing to trust directly that the universe would care for one such as you

We looked at each other with immediate

 Unadulterated understanding of the enormity of the moment  

 You breathed life into my ear and inhaled my core

Our pain was vanishing now and we could return to the calm we knew before

 It would never be the same

Your new herd approaches

 You rest tranquil upon the humanity and compassion of a fresh life

 Cosseted asylum from a destiny that was not to be

The walls which encircle you surface as fitting now

Our authentic work can at last commence