The Weeping Seraph

Once radiant with divine light, the Seraph now bows in sorrow, wings heavy with the weight of heaven’s silence. Tears of shadow fall from its face, dissolving into the endless blue below an ocean of forgotten prayers and broken hallelujahs. Its reflection trembles in the still water, as if even the depths mourn what has been lost. In that quiet grief, creation itself seems to hold its breath, listening to the sound of an angel’s heart breaking.