* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

in the rise of the hills, in the score(music) of the waves, in the melting of thunder, in the love of the Rocks, a vision is extracted, of days and nights beyond time, of Joy and quietude. Listen to this here.

The River runs through, and all the birds, and horses too. A Sun will always shine, though the day dim and the night begin, in the Hope of a new morning, coming down. At last the fields are green and the air is fresh, and all the world is magical. I breathe it, free.

Existence Christ consciousness Behind all activities angels are operating esp dreams. My Waratah offers this to you. My Lotus nurtures this in you. This Body of Love. Wave after wave rolls onto the shore, and the foghorns celebrate. cicadas too. The pages turn over, all in the mix , ‘cooking, all angels together, One, on your birthday, singing loudly(as in cathedral), Success (for you) is in sight, breathing. Ancestral Earth Heart emissions.

Rising-  on the Wind,   in the House-  of the Sun,   in the Moment-  of the Breath,  in the Heart-  of the Love-not-Lost,  Drinking from the Cup,  of the Earth,  and Heavenly Lights, and the Angels.

in an instant the sun rises and the sun sets, it is gone. I am Hope. I reside     in the realms           of all Hearts, and I pray        for them. I am the Beginning          of all Joy. and I shall not end. Ever.   

Sailing across oceans deep and strong, and the moon  smiles. I am with you. I love you, yes.