The Fate of Ardent Prayers

To eyes that see spiritually, prayers at their most ardent appear like random meteors or lightening flashes, ascending suddenly amidst the myriad of points of light, creations' more common invocations. Burgeoning in sky as glitter dreams or solemn supplications, and some as fervent pleas from dangers' depths, they rise and soar. . . to the glorious celestial door. Seraphs at the portals, besieged by beautiful entreaties, strive to answer each and every one, but heaven's ways can be mysterious. . . Ardent prayers unanswered drift back down, returned not to their supplicants, but rather to earth's angels clothed in flesh, who prompted by the Spirit, and at the time ordained, help fulfill the Father's will.