The Angels Dance
All beginnings secret their end
The life we are given is taken
The love that we hold fades
We inherit the atmosphere of ourselves
While we breath-in the pandemic of beautiful existence
Its loveliness, a ghost of subtle enigma
Appear as angels who dance in our dreams
Saving the grace of our celestial hearts
As we bow our heads
Then lift our eyes to the heavens
We plead for the joy of being
Bequeathing a home within ourselves
As they welcome us there.
August 5, 2022
As I Dream Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
Copyright © Lonna Blodgett | Year Posted 2022
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