|Posted on December 26, 2011 at 9:00 PM|
It's said there is a wondrous place
Where all the angels dwell
A place far beyond our vision
A place where beauty fell.
I've heard it said the angels fly
Throughout this place all day
and if you stop and listen
You can hear the harps they play.
I've never seen an angel
I've never seen one fly
But I just know somehow they're watching
From a majestic place up high.
I have heard it said they're always with us
though some days we seem to fail
but when we reach out to touch a heart..
we truly walk where angels dwell.
Somewhere in the clouds
Somewhere far away
Is the castle that I long for
It's only a dream away.
These are the things dreams are made of
Of tall castles in the sky
So come join me in my journey
Where doves and angels fly...
The sky is efferescent and golden The birds are attuned to the soft light blending sounds of the harp echoing... The angels are out tonight working their good in the lost and forgotten The lepers, the outcasts, the poverty stricken, the sick, who all get lit up by angels..flowing throughout the world... The holy doves The tinsel on the Christmas trees The light festivals The glittering of the sun on the crystallized ice The cupids on Valentine's Day The ocean's horizon at dawn The purple lilacs in the gardens... The angels are with us They come out to heal the needy and sound their trumpets for the world... Letting us know it's alright It's alright now...
by Jeanne Fiedler