* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

For child passed away 20 months. A Love that is born   grows here. Each wave of love   greets me   with its kindness   and I know you are Mercy. Rising up fast from my feet   and the Earth is an Angel that sheds its blessings   as feathers   from clouds. A new sun   shall rise   this Given day   and I rejoice   in its warmth.

For Alina (baby) A heart is asking, singing ‘true love, true love’ And a fire is burning in the heart ‘true love, true love’ An angel walks by. Peace remains. ‘true love, true love’ Out of the sunset Little sparks of passion ‘true love, true love’ Upliftment is her name ‘transform, transform”

Time is a season. A heart would wake one day from its deep sleep. A mountain would rise. A seed is a potential that will wait, for its time, and its beginnings, and its changes and its chances. enfolded by glory nested by angels bathed in the light warm in the ghostlight covered in roses, kisses and teardrops nurtured by holy ones sheltered by seraphim, rides the soul on its long journey in time (but resides still here) as it goes and goes deeper and deeper and deeper. Heart is a flower opening and opening, again and again, season after season, time upon time, forever and ever letting go. Amen