Watching angels spread their glorious wings to betow love, compassion and understanding upon all mankind, now there is a thought. Such a beautifully inspirations piece....
Angels have wings and some don't. There are those who are positoned in the right places for us when we need them. In passing everyday I would say I find one or two. Their goodness lends direction to a wayward soul at times. Thank you for looking. They are everywhere.
Susan
"...acquiring the armor of goodness..."
I pray for this every day, maybe not exactly, but goodness is what I hope I share. But, then, again, your write gives me a whole bunch to think about. Thanks!
John I love this one, read it twice, something about me and angels and our guardian freedom in flight. Great write, thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
"...to catch one feather of our guardians freedom in flight..." our eyes look up when we talk about freedom, but down when we are not.
And there lingers the though, the hope for that "beyond mortal existence"
Good, very good.
Georg
upon the wings of angels…
and yet…
if but one…
would secure promise
of flight upon our soul…
precious would it be."
If but one indeed! I love this beginning stanza and the message that flowed like gently lapping waves throughout the poem. Nice!!
Myrna
Be safe,
Karen
Susan
I pray for this every day, maybe not exactly, but goodness is what I hope I share. But, then, again, your write gives me a whole bunch to think about. Thanks!
Blessings,
Kathy
Love,
Eileen
An excellent profound write
Peace be with you
William
Loved this verse.
Wonderful to read and spritual emancipation the reward...
My best wishes
Chris
Newfie Hugs, Rose
And there lingers the though, the hope for that "beyond mortal existence"
Good, very good.
Georg