She Sees Angels

Poemata XLII

What does an angel look like?

I am convinced of these things
 That she sees angels--
Whether as wheels or bearers of wings
 Just above the lintels;
In the high places is where they are
 Do the devils hide?
So as to be in this so far
 From e're being espied?
And bringing simple justice upon
 Those enemies of His
A guardian incensed out-drawn
 Would not as much as miss;
Great beings of light, perhaps "gods"
 To those inspired by greatness;
Such brothers we have against the odds
 As time wears in its lateness--
Hidden from us, but soon to be why
  The time of times shall bring
A sight of terror, or joy and I
  Am convinced of these things.