Divinity Brought to Earth

He came with thorns in his mouth,

And torn fingers.

Tasting bitterness and blood,

Feeling the sting of mortal flesh.

Divinity brought to earth -

Cruel and curious

With eyes as old as the cosmos,

And a mind that cannot comprehend mortality.

An angel brought down to Earth.

His wings ragged and singed from his fall.

Unaware or uncaring

Of humanity and its beliefs.

Made flesh and bone for the first time

He is only curious and wild.

He watches blood drip down his fingers -

Not his own -

And licks it inquisitively.

Angels are not soft, kind cherubs,

Angels are alien.

He came, feral and strange

Ready to dissect humanity just to see what was inside.