49 the answer to the universe and everything

Four angels hold his life.
His wars were never completely lost.
The work long.
He performed it.
The last angel
Of the four,
The smallest
Brings him light.
The first angel
Bore any goodness
The lost angel’s return
A quandary.
All the angels bring love.
There was war
With spectres
But it reconciled
At defeat.
The death of self
Incomplete.

Pictures, music
Scenes to watch and feel
Words of appeal
Dance…….don’t
A clumsy bloke
The comical strum
Of his annoying hum
He sings
We don’t want that
It rings
Of mating cats

Forty nine is the answer
Brought by the angels
For this day, today.
The gardens colour
Is scented.
Flora unharmed
By the tormented storm
Whose battles were always
With itself.
The climbing vines
Grew to tell
But they would not create,
Not anything
The angels
The gardener
And the storm
They’re all happy
With love, retiring
For what they’re desiring.

49 the answer to the universe and everything

Graham Dean

Pakenham, Australia

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