THE
SMILE OF AN ANGEL
(24
January 2008 by Carl A. Patton)
There
had been many dark
bleak
and evil days when
friends,
family and those registered
as
enemies tried to turn the
righteous
and the unrighteous
against
some principle the
man
that frowned stood on.
Although
he had a voice
he
could not speak. They also
tried
to burn and bury many
letters
he wrote.
But
one day as God had
foretold
he met an angel
of
the Universe this angel
made
him smile.
Stress
left and pent-up
frustrations
passed as quickly
as
the changing color of autumn
leaves.
Now
everyday is angel day.
As
all things warm and
precious
should be kept in
royal
order and cherished as
inspiring
as the full moon.
Meanwhile
this angel walked,
nor
cried, nor did she weep
when
the rain fell in hard times.
The
Creation looked all around
her,
the angel stood in the midst.
As
this beauty was the precious
sky
the sun and all parts of the moon.
This
lover never had a bad day
nor
did she wish harm upon
your
mind and body.
Glory
to the angels that do not
speak
in the common language.
I
hear her talking to me once
again
as I caught another tranquil,
Moment
in this time of days last.
I
heard the Spirit of the angel in my
times
awake and even in my dreams.
Thus
never leaving me as those
forsaken
were those that left
and
never saw are felt the presence
of
the wind and space of the angel.
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