* Angel poems : Personal Poetry by an Archangel *

Joy is like water that runs smoothly downhill over grass, and weeds, and flowers all the same . An angel carries an urn filled with birds, and treasures and messages and when she glimpses sunrise her heart opens up like a flower and her feet dance as in the snow and all the ancestors stand up in surprise and clap . A Vague moon showers its peace and doves fly over . Story-without-end . by Angelman Raphael

. . . this basket is full, of the beings of life, songs about joy, and songs about sharing. But in this fullness only one flower compares to you. It glows in the dusk and in the night sky. It composes (stories) around lives, and Follows in the footsteps of Happiness and smiles. Angelman Raphael.

A river runs through this life with neverending water and neverending tears . The waves of love grow higher and higher as time goes by, and a pure heart will live on . She goes in peace, an offer. Courtney age 2 years

A little love goes a long way like a pat to a dog . An angel sails on a ship across a wide ocean . She dances the day away and in her hair is the wind and in her voice is the harmony of the sea shells . You must dance, dear one, enough to make the sun come up, and Listen, for the wind, and the waves, and grass and trees, and clouds, forevermore Still. lorryanne 44 years

swimming like a tadpole . singing like a bird . dancing like a spider . in a river like a fish . in the grass like a snail . and then the morning angel comes Annabelle 4 years

Swimming like a dog-log down a river of mist. Then in a boat of Love standing at the prow like an angel . Roy, dog, 5 years

An eagle flies across the sky sharing a nest with a diamond. A giant calls ‘Angel’, then an angel flies by singing so all the trees can grow. Maggie age 3

Raying out as a sun, with a heart as pure as the melting snow. At peace with the ancestors, just like a growing wave of joy, loving life, and standing TRUE Janette 30’s

The evolution of consciousness requires courage and daring. - An angel appears carrying a baby. - Peace is a Blue light from a Golden plate. - Not a day goes by when a word or a breath have no value, - and the dance will go on. For lady age 32 pregnant.

* Your eyes are beautiful. Your smile is beautiful. I see you without looking and my heart is stirred.

Sun. * Moon. * Goddess. * Saint. * Ocean. * Waves. * Spinning. * Love. * * * French: Le soleil. Lune. Déesse. Saint. Océan. Vagues. Rotation. Amour. Arabic الشمس. القمر. آلهة. القديسه. المحيط. موجات. غزل. الحب. German. Sonne. Mond. Göttin. Heiliges. Ozean. Wellen. Spinnen. Liebe. Sole. Luna. Goddess. San. Oceano. Onde. Filatura. Amore. Sol. Lua. Goddess. Saint. Oceano. Ondas. Girar. Amor. Sol. Luna. Diosa. Santo. Océano. Ondas. El hacer girar. Amor. Russian: Вс. Луны. Богиня. Святой. Океана. Волны. Спиннинг. Любовь.

The golden moon. The silver sun. The answer to all questions One. Hear this See this, while the World, Turns, and Learns Peace Unity Truth A Woman’s Passion Earth.

A song is singing on and on, many angels are singing ‘thanks’, many (people) are endeared , many hear, and the sun, rains, down, pure Light, all around

An angel is dancing from daylight to dusk weaving and singing in strands of light. Peace is all around, and the joy of new life. New Life Now. Love and wisdom are in her hands magnetically pulsing outwards to the Moon as the Earth rises on a New Day

A sun is setting over a deep forest All the birds and animals are sleeping now. A moon comes up and some stars and all the world is Happiness.

This is a door of light behind which a bright angel resides and she is singing very softly and dancing. If you sing too, with her, this is called Harmony.

wavy sea hearts as pure as gold strands of beautiful light garlands of red flowers

Flowers walk from side to side in the sky with rainbows above the end .

angels above light from heaven shining down wings and light from above my angel looks after me everyday.

curly wurly sings tower the mind pure heart light shines bends and curls. flowers fly shining suns stars are like the golden sun different colours, all in one from the Light a silver sun.

A star is singing the joy of the waves on the ocean and the fish in the sea, and the dolphins jump to and fro Dolphin angel poem for Steph age6 And in the morning she was able to draw a dolphin, just as she had wished.

A song is singing across the sky and across the night air An angel is waiting there with light and stars A forest is waiting also with birds and animals all sleeping all dreaming all gleaming and a river is running by with a rose nearby Angel Poem for Holly age 10 years

a boat has many masts forwards backwards middle a song dissolves into the mists like a poem that soon passes. An angel is swishing above and below happy and a moon looks on. Angel poem for Charlotte age 12

rabbit’s hairs and rabbit’s paws horse’s hooves and mush rooms hands of fairies glitter of angels what song can we make about this? Angel poem for Steph age 6

A splay of light arises from the depths as in how a flower grows and a pattern forms that makes the stars go slow in wonder And peace comes down. For Jenny, mother of Steph, Holly and Charlotte

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There is a dance that angels make waving hands and wands. They always make this dance for strength as a tree has strength as a river has constancy as an oak grows bark. This bark is Love. Angels of Love are coming.

when you walk an angel smiles, when you breathe an angel is breathing love With a cloud in a sunset or a heart in a sunburst angels are watching all around you and they sing ‘glory’. There is art. There is riding. But here is Peace, an edge to catch the Love unsurpassed.

An angel comes tiptoeing by a firelight by a curtain just out of reach sublimely quiet enhancing and embracing life singing praises of the neverending, of the dear (of heart) that only may be cherished (not forfeit). It will go on singing though the body shrivel and the voice pass. You would do well to catch every corner of its song in that gasp, Last Breath

Poem for Jack Crawford, supreme horseman and dressage trainer. departed. He arises. He horses. He horses around. He arises on his horse into his heaven. He rides, yes, he rides. The hills resound with the thunder of his ride, and the riders thrill. He carries himself with his smile, like a gentlemen into the sunset. Ride, Jack, ride. It is never too late, it is never too old, this I learned, this I gained. Your gentle passion nurtures all as you ride.

Poem for Michael-Edward, supreme channel for Archangel Michael, departed The Foam, great creator made you and you rose on the swell that carries one across to the nether shore. An anchor you are to all who pass; ‘You may pass’ are your words that echo across time. Here is inspiration that began many roads and aligned many hearts to face the Sun of Mik-a-el, Archangel

She is not alone anymore in her endeavours. She is not even (name the negative eg sad , unsure, confused, blue, deluded.) She has become an article of self-pride Attuned to her own needs, in no doubt as to her role(s) and their challenges, and aware of her power to grab strength from her blood and her bloodlines .

Poem of Silver Cloud, my Indian guide in the snow, Navaho. in the town, monsters looming

poem from a dream diamond people, need to sing more, often.

There is a softness in a petal. There is singing in the stars of heaven There are angels all travelling down a long road. There is a bell that rings by day and by night, and a heart plays. Child 4 years

a heart starts from the beginning as a journey into joy would you like a swimming pool? angel says zoey 14 months

singing and dancing are natural to fairies as are wands and stars Mia 2 years

This is running like water. This is swimming like fire. This is summer like laughing. This is sleeping like wisdom. This is roses like a bouquet. Sam 4 years

This is a Love Heart. This is a Hearts Blood, and perfume. A rose sprouts in any heart that sings of the Heart of Earth, the Lineage of the Rose, and the Spirit wherein angels and eagles dwell. Zahira 45 years