I think you've made me believe

in angels come to this earth

in blue jeans

and a mouth full

of righteous words

shining like a light

that can't stop

on a mission

to make love the mission

radiating star seeds

like eruptions

from pods 

of knowledge and heart

with footprints

erradicating  

the scars of the earth

a magnet to bring

the wisdoms of stars

for the starved out and ready

to reclaim

the broken to healed

the alchemist of pains lived

into the gifts of loved

and lived

with every breath

lived from a heart

remembering what it is

distilling the sacred

back from what was mined

the builder of fires

ignited in spirits

needing to dance

with the inspiration

of Creation

touching the world

through the words and dreams

and actions

of an angel in blue jeans

son of the Earth

and son of the stars

gift of transcendence

liberator 

of our sacred powers