Missing Angels

Six hundred years ago,
Angels filled the Jew’s world
God’s messengers appearing, 
Winging, calling, saving, 
Condemning,
Collecting, carrying, wandering,
Caring,
Protecting, protecting.
Each had her own angel.

The planets were pushed through the aether
by angels;
The green shoots burst forth pushed up
by angels
The wind whispered the hopes uttered
by angels
On Pesach, each lintel was guarded 
by angels.
Hovering above every cradle were
the angels.

They’ve returned to the world-to-come;
Now we know the mechanics of the planets,
The biology of the wheat blossoms.
Some mysteries revealed and the angels
Have returned.

Would that we had the angels now
To care, watch, succor our wounded.
The world-of-now needs the angels
Housed in the world-to-come.
Come, angels, return to us, angels.
We now need, I plead, the lost
Enchantment of our angels.