* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

--> in the Make-up, and the Meaning, in the Heart and in the Tears, there is no lesser God nor shall be. for the days are of Triumph with the sound of Horns and choirs, for the Long Night has come to its close, and the leaves begin to sing, It is the Spring, of your Life.

I gained a true heart on the long night when the arrow went straight and the target was imbued with the Qualities, of Pure Light. After all these years I am still with you, within you,   and around you, though you know so little of me, and my friends.   Companions to the end.

in the Listening and the Chariot that is Earth. I invite you  to take part  in the Grand Design of Existence,  dreaming  of the most High  and Godly. Understanding.

in the harmonies and the dance and the make-believing. in rain, in light. I am making   and believing   in You Creators

Wonder of Day. Can I ever begin to tell you the wonders of Creation. What is before your eyes is a mirage on a   still lake wherein icy waters tumble   in depths unseen   and unheard of, and in answer to many prayers foreseen and foregone. I walk with you in the wonders of our Days together days long overdue days and days

 Soul Blue Print  Body Blue Print Unity I can see that the bell is ringing, the birds are singing and the bees are humming, the angels are flying, cherubs and all. In the untwirling and the un-chaos, in the opening and the closing, and the heart of the matter, Release, Easy, Unity. The story; What is this about; March 21 was my conception day; I did the two signatures for the coming together of the soul and the body  as Soul Blueprint and Body Blueprint. These are the drawings. they are Yin and Yang to each other. That is why they have dots in the corners. The same day  a friend Vicki Cunningham on facebook put up the photos that are so obviously the same. The poem is the words that came to me as I did the angel dance.

  an angel rides the wind, and in the still cavities where resides seeds and in the new dawn beginning, an angel comes down from above, and the golden seeds are spread far and wide, for the new day. One day-one Age. Perspective.