* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

This angel sings so quietly eerily ghostly, the wind spreads its wings across the night, babies are waiting cold as the grave for newness reborn again and again. soft fairies fly upwards like sparks from a flower then, a sapphire reflects the sun to the Day, and reminds one to sing the angel’s g’day, today (note; even though there appears to be an element of the dark here it is only in the context of rebirth. So we must be willing to transmute the hidden)

Cate 42 around and around (orange) like a dais i, (pale green) a hammer is struck (dk blue) (alchemist) an anvil resounds, (emerald) (ancestors) to be in the glow (red) of a new Day’s Warmth, makes one (pink) seem fragile, but oh so fair. (white/violet)

Robbin 43 in the valley of angel’s memory (pink and green) shines the lights of wisdom (yellow) and peace. (blue) A rose is given, (red) for serenity an interchange follows . (say this three times for green purple white) this is a goddess

angel poem Debra 41 Nebraska (category: spiritual love poems) little sparks (orange) of love ray out, (yellow) (pure and homely). like fairies (blue) at night or stars (pale green) in the heavens. strong is the call, (dk red) fierce is the Light, (dk blue) warm are the arms (emerald) to embrace you, (pink) Great (red) is the Gift that is given.