The Fallen Angels Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The Fallen Angels

If God made all, both light and shade,
Then who designed the darkness made?
If angels fell, and turned to ill,
Did God not plant that darker will?

Or did a force, beyond God's hand,
Create the evil in the land?
Then who is God, if not complete?
A partial power, bittersweet?

The Bible's tales, a woven thread,
Of planting seeds, and daily bread.
The sun above, our life's bright spark,
A harvest reaped, before the dark.

But fear and rule, a heavy cost,
If freedom's spirit should be lost.
A guiding hand, or shepherd's crook?
A time for sowing, and a second look.

T.M.Solvang

The Fallen Angels
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