Castiel

They say he fell
the angel with wings scorched black

He lost his grace

For his disobedience
for thinking freely
for his new-found emotions

They say he chose wrong
that he would regret his defiance

We say he chose freely
no longer bound by stickler rules

He chose family over blood
Faith and loyalty over orders and deception
love over those who belittled him

His wings are marred black
he has fallen from grace
but
he has gained a new purpose
and he is finally home