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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required dew colors the dawn in halos, revealing the angel’s song who plays on and on and on – reverberating across the horizon, stilling the murmurs of morn’ singing to the light, a soft chorus aching to be stolen by the heart who knows, on angel’s wings come gentling laughter so sweet ever after will not be complete, without this song who breathes… glory into the skies, rising high – embracing the new, light of day, mountains and meadows play trembling in burnt ginger and auburn, threaded together by scarlet aching to be read by the melancholic world, where angels fly touching the indigo sky rising high, on wings made like gossamer lifting up to paradise, hesitating then melting through the glistening clouds in shadows who breathe… without a sound, the evening comes quickly to play her melodies of truth what has been, in this time timeless dreams, timeless sighs on the wonderous heavens where the angels fly, rising high, oh so high in flaming gold and hues so bold whispering hope, wistful and alone, the music so old only the heavens can know what is spoken, the gentle flow just breathe… and always know in the heavens, where we go after death, after we know what it is to try and what it is to die visit the after life, where you and I know the meaning of grace the music, the praise startling our spirits, arising so meaningful, as angel’s sigh breathing the colors of light in every breathless lament, as their feathers delight and sing beauty to the night sing grace to those who cry sing love that never dies, love, she never dies… just breathe… and do not grieve because forever is our home where only love is known where only love can grow where only love can show that life was meant to find the meaning of His light, the joy in His smile, the glory that will ever abide, ringing across the skies, singing in the notes of why heaven is where I’ll find the King that never dies the King that is my life the King that stills my sigh the King that I’ll praise throughout all time!
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