Wednesday, 4 December 2019

Angels Of The Peace Poem

Waking up this morning, the ceiling I do see
A sheet of white, so empty, blank canvas greeting me
I still my mind of any thoughts, inside, feel only peace
Then they start appearing, come here, see what I see

One pops up, a Yellow spot, Blue appears now too
Red is in the centre, Purple showing through
Orange becomes prominent, Brown I see it grow
Pink it is a blossoming, like the Autumn glow

Dots now growing big in size, silhouettes appear
Gowns of beauty swirling around, no shoes, feet do peer
Giggles heard, throughout my room, sitting up in bed
Out comes a hand, mine now encase, Angels from my head

With my Angels swirling round, I even take a bow
My dots created from my peace, my Angels have been found
Hours pass, the fun not stops, my peace it does remain
Meeting Angels in the peace, stay this way all day

Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm

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