The two angels

In a land of deep fog
Two angels strayed and lost their way
The mist, the wind and the cold,
Took hold of their slight ethereal bodies,
And kept them lost, in a land of deep fog.
They cried and tried their utmost to be brave
And to take flight again
But the adverse conditions, contrary elements,
Won : they never found their way home.
Instead they took abode on Earth
In a land of deep fog and ghosts.

There, the two angels met.
Only one recognised the other
'You are my soul'
Said one to the other
He was not heard
'You are my world'
Said one to the other
He was not heard

Thus, one angel lost the other
And in a land of deep fog and despair
Each went sadly their own way
Unrecognised, in disguise,
For ever unreunited
For ever separated
Till the day
They died.