* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

Swinging in the universe ocean. Laughing in the sunlight. Listening to God’s flute. Calling across the Ages. A diamond hovers before you. A chance to be welcomed. Future generations Clear.

In the rain and the snow, in the asking and in the folding. Love is the conquerer. There are ribbons of light streaming through the hair of an angel, pathways of love and desir e leading to the hearts where the quest is to find true need, and true requite. A challenge is presented in the turning and in the morning. A child grows strong freed from the restraints of the night gone. Michael age 50

For Star 1, child yet to be born In summer a bird sings. It asks of the Light. It calls, the Light. An angel sings. ‘Enchantment’ fills the air. A flute plays, fairies are following. Thunder is heard. Lightning is striking. Earth celebrates rain, celebrates Life unheard of.

For Star 2 yet to be born A star is born. It yields to Life, the rising of the tides, night, and the Home. An angel calls out ‘Come soon, come soon, come closer, I am warm in the Love that we share. I am certain.’ At last, a precious moment that is all moments. All angels in that moment rise. ‘applause’ is heard in all circles. A heart is filled with Joy.

For Sage age 11 a star rays out. a child sings. a dog barks rain comes down little things thrive.

For catherine age 82 There is rain and stars and True Love. There is sparks and fire and walking. There is rolling hills, thunder, and gold, hidden in the hands and the stories and the times. There is magic waiting everywhere. There are flowers.

For Grace rose age 5 When the rains come down and the tears fall I will be holding you Firm in my wings. I will step in the Shadows before you. You can count on me 1,2,3,4,5,6….. Among the flowers I am the sweetest. Among the stars I am the brightest. And in the Day I am purest, pure as gentle snow.

For Lisa in the morning and in the evening a bird calls out "Arise". All angels are here all around you in the mist and in the sunlight and in the story. Listen for that small call that says ‘come, follow’. Let your heart be free, be joined. The angels are in Love, and go in Kindness and gentleness and understanding. ‘arise, awake, now.’ Dance.

For Kiwi age 40 I ask for Trueness in Love and affairs of the Heart. I ask for Joy. I enjoy the Beauty of my Existence. It surrounds me, nurtures me and provides for me. I am Sure and my goals are True. I go in Peace and ask for the Company of Angels. I am Feather.

For Rory age 25 There is no answer. There is no question There never was. There was only Love, and Time and more of it. There were birds and flowers and bees and a Heart beating closely. There is rhythm in the rain. Ther is rhythm in the night. There is dance. This is Hope.

The Love that goes with you is more than words, more than tears and more than hope. In years to come as in years gone by Peace will prevail. A golden globe heralds a new coming as hearts reach out, do tell. For Levi

Night angel, poem by a teenager, Briar Misty night Creepy shadows. Heaps of noises. Scary light, Sky sinking. Trees and plants. Mist Rising up Into the sky.

A star is born, is free. An angel sings, is free. A chime is heard. Bells ring out. ‘Peace on Earth’ ‘Peace to all brothers And sisters.’ Love For Brooke boy age 10

A song is sung. It is the past. An angel sings. It is pure. The sun comes up. It is a dance. Embrace the dance. Embrace the light, Ask to be given. For Frankie age 14

A heart is made of love is like a flower with leaves is like a laugh with smiles is like a cross with wings is like a sun with sunshine is like hope For Nathan age 11

A rose grows where nobody knows, hidden in a quiet place. A bird sings, ‘Be free, rise to your highest’ Clouds may come and clouds may go but peace is a perfume that all may smell of it wise and true. For Briar age 13

Hands are divine, divine hands. Life is divine, divine life. A creator has passion, passionate life. Merge in peace, merge in Light. A star is then born. Guiding spirit. Age 80