Wednesday, 5 September 2018

Archangel Michael Will Return Poem

I sit upon the grass, my legs crossed just like a bow
Hands are placed behind me, face looking at a glow
Something white is up above, hovering over me
Recognising who it is, I invite too sit with me

Michael sits by my side, my Archangel who brings strength
We talk away for hours, advice he shares in length
He tells me to be patient, all will be alright
He says too keep my faith within, this brings too me my light

Up he gets and waves too me, my hand it does wave too
He tells me too remember well, the words he gave so true
Promise is the word I send, his smile it starts to show
Then he leaves, but will return, this I truly know

Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm

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