Wings of Our Angel

March 10, 2007

Opening my eyes
I see the wings of an angel
Closing my beliefs
I see that the angel is the wind
Blowing the dust in little swirls
Refracting the light of the sun
Filling my heart with joyful glee
Opening your heart
We see these things as one
Connected to the source of colors
Rainbows touch our souls
Opening our eyes
We feel the wind
We touch the love that flows
We taste the colors of the sacred breeze
We feel the fluttering of our lives
And for an instant
Just a brief moment
We know
It was indeed
An angel

Type: Poetry

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