Hide stretched taut, 
a little frayed at the edges – 
homage to the fantasy of feathers – 
humming as the updraft plays 
its song of praise to the author 
of breath; 
                        you have become  
an instrument of glory, 
the terrible call and echoing, 
empty response, symphony 
on skins full of water and light 
prepared to weep over the world

The Collect for Saint Michael and All Angels
(September 29th)

Everlasting God, you have ordained and constituted in a wonderful order the ministries of angels and mortals: Mercifully grant that, as your holy angels always serve and worship you in heaven, so by your appointment they may help and defend us here on earth; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.