Wonderful Angelic poetry is singing in the air again and again.

These lines are worth hearing, so here they are my friend:

I see the pyramid build-up of beautiful poetic words from your soul.

I feel a gentle breeze from an angel whom is both gentle and bold.

The salt of the sea smells so refreshing floating in the ocean air.

The touch of the Lord orchestrates it all, showing how much He cares.

Wonderful Angelic poetry is singing in the air my dear friend.

The lines are worth repeating, so here they are again:

I see the pyramid build-up of beautiful poetic words from your soul.

I feel a gentle breeze from an angel whom is both gentle and bold.

The salt of the sea smells so refreshing floating in the ocean air.

The touch of the Lord orchestrates it all, showing how much He cares.

 Wonderful Angelic poetry is singing in the air again and again.

Amen

 ©Copyright, 2012, John Michael Domino

Reference: Song of Songs 7:11-15 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.