ANGELS

WHERE they dwell they weep,
luminous souls without seam.
The morning glory beyond,
a promise over all horizons!

They flitter, each by one alike,
across the fields and hearts,
the many, too many to count,
in God’s mystery garden of Life.

And when they touch human souls,
their heavenly feathers awaken
you in His glory and windy-melody,
and you, the child, Awakened!

:: 08-31-2014 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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