My Angels Play Me Music

I hear music, sweet music, in the middle of everything

The trees observing, their leaves swaying, following my dance

The sunlight, lights up the ground, the flowers providing scents

The waters bringing rhythm, the ripples dance with me

I hear music, sweet music, not from the Birds, not from the echos 

Not from the breeze flowing between the trees, where is it found

I follow, I explore, I dance, look, trying to find, locate

I continue to dance, swirl around, move, create, express

I stop, the music louder, still sweet, beautiful, amazing

I spot a Harp, it’s strings are moving, not by fingers, by tip

I see beauty, sitting upon a small wooden stool, wings expanded 

I see Angels, not One but many, all in sync, music played for me

Love, light and healing energies too you all 

Tm

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