Isaiah

You softly glide through what are surely clouds,
Returning with a pink and blushing cheek
After having just glimpsed angelic crowds
Who laugh, and cannot help it, as you peek.
And I stand here with you and I wonder
If this life which is for you to win,
And seems to always fill your glad hunger,
Shall one day rob from you this sacred grin.

Micah Veillon

Micah Paul Veillon is a writer from Rome, Georgia. He is a recent graduate from Georgia Tech where he studied history, sociology, and philosophy. He is a poet in residence at VoegelinView and his writing has been published in The American Conservative, The European Conservative, and Moonshine & Magnolias, among other publications.