FAMILIAR SOUL
Vision of loveliness
reaching out for me,
familiar smile
on the face of a stranger.
Angelic beauty
soothing my brow,
familiar touch
from the hands of a stranger.
Eternal youth
singing me a lullabye,
familiar voice
from the lips of a stranger.
Unconditional love
holding me close,
familiar comfort
from the arms of a stranger.
Glorious angel
watching over me,
familiar soul
from the heart of my grandmother.
Dedicated with love to
Grandma Marjorie,
whom I barely knew,
and yet recognize
her watching over me every day.
Kindred Spirit©
ANGELS AMONG US
I see no wings or flowered hair
or radiant light as they stand
there.
In angels that I’ve seen and
known
their beauty comes from inner
glow.
They do not hide themselves from
view;
they show their love in all
they do.
Rich or poor, young or old...
they hold a wealth much more
than gold.
Compassion’s tear, a giving hand;
respect for all who grace this
land.
A piece of God’s great light
to share;
a soul at peace, a heart that
cares.
Linda2001©
ANGEL OF LIGHT
The Angel of Love, and Life,
and Dreams
listens carefully for prayers
and screams
she spreads her wings upon the
wind
journeys to Earth, then back
again
To rest in the Heavens, in the
clouds above
to listen for voices that call
out for Love
Anguished pleas for guidance
in Life
directing Souls away from the
strife
Those without dreams, and lost
without hope
a Light in the darkness to help
them to cope
Every Soul who has been touched
by Her Light
finds themselves Lifted out
of their plight
The positive Energy they then
emit
to the Light of the Angel they
can remit
And, in this way we are always
One
with the Angel of Light as good
deeds are done
emmarie©
MY ANGEL
An Angel bathed in Holy Light
With vestments pure of virginal
white,
The doves of peace,around her
seem
To reflect the joy of her radiant
beam.
And yet, to know this seraphim
Allows more insight than when
first I skim
The beauty that, to the world,
she shows
And to me alone, am permitted
to know.
The "Earthly" side of this heavenly
soul
Is just as precious for me to
behold.
The soft touch of kisses on
my skin,
The warm carresses; my passions
to begin.
The fire within her within loves
throes,
The touch of paradise as our
bodies enclose
These are gifts for me alone,
New seeds of love, To-gether
sown.
And So, to all, an angel they
see
The outward form of serenity.
But, the "whole" of her is mine
to behold
And the rest of her life, my
love enfolds.
Pipedreams©
WHO AM I
If you were to look at me from
the outside
of this aging holding shell
you'd be seeing me as if you
were blind
because there is nothing there
to tell.
If you were to look deep inside
of my mind
you'd see everything that I
know
but you wouldn't see what makes
me shine
or what lies inside of this
soul.
You can tell by the way that
I sling my talk
that my education is low
and you can tell by the way
that I strut my walk
that I'm hurried and anxious
to go.
But if you were to look inside
from the start
then I know you would understand
you could tell by the love that
pours from my heart
the person that I really am.
So if you really want to know
me
look deep and you shall find
everything that you're looking
to see
the only me, that's who I am,
on the inside.
dawg_isblue©
UPON THE WINGS
As the doves fly
And my wings spread
Lifting ever higher
Upon the shining dreams
Up to the clouds
Above the shining waters
To the heavens of love
Upon the wings of happiness
No more the searching
Having found joy
Leading the way to happiness
Leading the way to love
Now it begins
This is the start
Above will it shine
For now love is mine
As the doves fly
And my wings spread
Lifting me ever higher
Upon the shining dreams
Star_Fire©
WORTHY AM I
When tired eyes close to
open no more
upon these earthly, sea
swept shores.
Just what will greet me
upon my final breath?
According to the Biblical
text-
Splendor awaits the repentant
soul,
for within each and every
fold
those truths are there
for all to take, to hold.
I ask for answers that
perhaps I shouldn't know?
Just what will greet me
when this life is no more?
Never worthy, am I, of
any grace
a commoner in a worldly,
rat-crazed race.
Held blameless before
the majority of man
although never sinless,
just as I am.
An angel bids me welcome
arms stretched, open wide
with a patient, tranquil
stare.
[Was this perhaps the
guardian
designated to watch over
me
during my life's twisted,
adventurous journey?
Dare I ask where my soul
will be
for I was always in His
hands.
May I, if taken back, find
refuge again in the heaven's
above.
Worthy am I of His endless,
eternal Love?
lillyofthevalley©
ILLUMINATE
Far above the evening mist, in
a state of grace,
The flaxen haired goddess, Venus,
rises,
Her brilliance superseded only
by the sun.
Transcending the spirits of mortal
men.
And in the presence of the alabaster
dove of peace,
She speaks of the enlightenment
of the human soul.
Mistake not this gossamer winged
apparition
For the Madonna, she is not.
Rather ponder her magnificence
and splendor,
And her part in the grand scheme,
the blueprint of the universe.
While in contrast Orpheus descends,
No longer poet laureate, nor
lyre player.
He stalks the dark, empty corridors.
In search of Eurydice, his bride.
The gentle voice of Venus guides
his pursuit.
For she knows in time he will
acquiesce, without acrimony,
As yet he again approaches this
citadel,
She makes only one plea on his
behalf.
May his path always be illuminated.
Trev28©
THE IMAGE
The sun went down
Into the ground
Just past noon
And there was no sign of the
moon
The town began to talk
The trees uprooted and started
to walk
Water, people and houses alike
Could sense something just wasn't
right
The sky turned to a midnight
blue
And a thousand people
stood confused
As an image did appear
They knew something tragic was
near
The image of an angel opened
her hand
To let doves circle the land
Then called them back with graceful
motions
The whole town stood mesmerized
by her actions
She opened her mouth to speak
of danger
Through muted words they could
not hear her
A tear of blood soon fell from
her eye
And they all knew that it was
time
The sun had risen its final
morn
And no more children were to
be born
As the blood hit the earth
Tidal waves formed in the dirt
And with a sweep of her gentle
hand
There was nothing left of the
land
Epic Myst©
TRUST IN HIS LOVE
Come walk on the edge with me
I'll take you to a place where
angels sing
Come walk on the edge with me
I'll take you where you can't
be seen
Take a walk on the edge with
me
I'll show you life and its meaning
Close your eyes and trust me
As He proclaims His love for
you
Close your eyes and trust me
When He leads the trail for
you
If you close your eyes and trust
me
There is nothing together you
can't do
He won't let you fall
When the rain starts to pour
He won't let you fall
In your darkest hour
He would never let you fall
As long as it is in my power
Let Him lay down and die for
you
When you think you just can't
fight
Let Him lay down and die for
you
When things aren't going right
He will die for you
When the sky falls down tonight
Trust me when I tell you
His love is forever
Trust me when I tell you
You will always be together
Just trust me when I tell you
I was sent by the Holy Father
Epic Myst©
THE ANGEL OF MY HIGHER SELF
She comes to me in dreams.
She comes to me in visions.
What is she telling me?
Am I wise enough to listen?
So many choices to make,
So many roads to follow.
What is she telling me
About my tomorrow?
Hush now, and listen.
Sleep now and dream.
Listen to the voice inside,
What does it mean?
The Angel of my Higher Self,
She remembers all before.
What's been done and what has
not
In all the times of yore.
So, listen, listen if I'm able
To this gift of knowledge.
She will help me through my
life
If I hold fast to my courage.
Life's not always easy.
Life's not always fair.
Listen to the voice within
Listen, if you dare.
Anjaleck©
THE ANGEL
Somewhere in this universe
high above the clouds
Surrounded by doves
sending us peace and love
She calms our fears
and dries our tears
Giving us hope
in our darkest hours
Who is this angel
Who sent her to us
Where is she from
Can she teach us to trust
We close our eyes
Giving thanks she is ours
Limbs©
THE ESCORT
I am five years old and I am
dying
My soul wants freedom, I feel
like crying
But I have no energy left in
me
I have fought a long battle
with cancer, you see
Today is my birthday, my friends
are all here
It's nice to know my loved ones
are near
But when I collapsed mom sent
them away
The party was over, they couldn't
stay
Now I lie upon my bed, growing
weaker still
Holding on to this life purely
by the strength of will
I'm scared to let go, but not
for me
I'm worried about my parents,
you see
Will they be able to carry on
With their life once I am gone
I must go, I cannot stay
An angel has come to take me
away
She appears with an escort of
the dove
Surrounded by the essence of
love
I know my parents will be all
right
God will keep them in His light
I can go now, I am at peace
My body shall die, but my soul
will never cease
Shadow Whysper©
IMAGE OF HOPE
Mercy be her name on the lips
of all lost souls
As to their emptiness and sorrow
she consoles
Yellow strands of spun gold
and light be her hair
Its radiance a corona to which
nothing can compare
Her eyes hold the look of fiery
anger long gone cold
They look right through you
yet see everything untold
Porcelain like her features
of tenderness and grace
With wisdom and hardship also
etched on her face
A cloud of mist swirls to enshrouds
her from neck to toe
Almost turning translucent at
time letting her body show
Held aloft on angel wings she
floats as if heaven bound
While Gods good graces shine
on the faces of all on the ground
An image of hope and faith,
she appears to the spiritually weak
For it is with her guidance
that the earth shall come to the meek
Bear1Mage©
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