I am painting a picture of my minds eye,
Seeing all in seconds passing when dying, I lie,
The turmoil all wrapped in seconds of time,
Not have choice to watch it decline,
Clouds of disaster are engulfing me faster,
Like all delusions not had learned to master,
Of sins long forgotten, deep and foreboding,
And again the tape is running and loading,
Oh my is there anything sunny and bright,
Just something triumphant my soul delight,
A stairway that does not lead down,
But up and up, to put on a crown,
Your life every second what has though done?
You ran in circles my friend just to run?
Did you exercise not just your heart, but your soul?
That stairway to heaven, can you climb it whole?
Not successful where you, so it seems,
More often than not, just followed your dreams,
Nightmares now they have become,
Plaque I forever, I cannot out run,
One kind soul though, of love so blessed,
She slipped into your soul which now she possessed,
You loved her so, she gave you wings,
No need to climb, you’ll fly with Angels kin,
Joyous miracle of love from an Angel,
I’ll be smiling, a servant, I hear her bell,
She saved me forever from damnation and hell,
It’ my little Jasmin, I know you could tell!
There is truly nothing like it, and I've been blessed with a few of these furry Angels myself. I think they saved my soul, too.
Be always safe,
Karen
What a joyous reunion that will be!;-)
love and hugs,
Eileen
Georg
Blessings and Love - Micke