Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. Interlude III.
He ended: and a kind of spell
Upon the silent listeners fell.
His solemn manner and his words
Had touched the deep, mysterious chords
That vibrate in each human breast
Alike, but not alike confessed.
The spiritual world seemed near;
And close above them, full of fear,
Its awful adumbration passed,
A luminous shadow, vague and vast.
They almost feared to look, lest there,
Embodied from the impalpable air,
They might behold the Angel stand,
Holding the sword in his right hand.
At last, but in a voice subdued,
Not to disturb their dreamy mood,
Said the Sicilian: 'While you spoke,
Telling your legend marvellous,
Suddenly in my memory woke
The thought of one, now gone from us,--
An old Abate, meek and mild,
My friend and teacher, when a child,
Who sometimes in those days of old
The legend of an Angel told,
Which ran, as I remember, thus.'
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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What Becomes A Legend Most
What becomes a legend most
When shes alone in a hotel lobby
What becomes a legend most
Some bad champagne and some foreign bottled beer
What becomes a legend most
When the musicians have come and then leave her
What becomes a legend most
Besides being a legendary star
What becomes a legend most
Lying in bed cold and regal
What becomes a legend most
Lying in bed watching a talk show on tv
What becomes a legend most
Fifty days in fifty cities
And everyone says she looks pretty
At least as pretty as a legend should
Fifty days can wear you down
Fifty cities flying by
A different man in each different hotel
And if youre not careful, word can get around
What becomes a legend most
Not a bed, that is half empty
Not a heart, that is left empty
Thats not pretty, not pretty at all
What becomes a legend most
When shes lying in her hotel room
What becomes a legend most
Well baby, tonight its you (tonight its you)
Baby, tonight its you
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la) baby, its you
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la) maybe tomorrow
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la) baby, its you
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la)
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la)
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la)
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la)
(what becomes a legend most, sha-la-la-la-la)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Dark Angel, My Angel
(Humbly dedicated to my only angel, my cricket angel, my dark angel)
As I woke up from dreaming
I quickly stood up scared and crying
Suddenly, I heard a whisper inviting
T’was a strange voice I was seeking
I looked around my dark lonely room
I find nothing and still all alone
Night was about to end that dawn
Hopeless, Yes! That’s my home
Sun started to rise in the morning
Someone touched me with an invisible wing
Wrapped with his arms around my being
He was an angel, I was waiting!
Dark angel, my angel - you are amazing
Faith and love are just same things
For an angel like you, I received these blessings
I LOVE YOU my angel, you filled my soul with meaning
always,
(your butterfly angel)
poem by Tough Angel fly purple butterfly fly
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I Wish I Was A Heavenly Angel
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would watch and protect mankind
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must play in my own kind
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would pray for those in sorrow
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must suffer the torment of borrow
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would worship my god day and night
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight for my own right
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would always cling to my sword
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must fight the pain of my fault
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would never no tiredness
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must till the land to grow in abundance
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would weep when man sin
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must pray for my own sin so dire
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would shore endlessly in space
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must check as I walk in pace
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For I would wonder around this world free
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must stand still as a tree
I wish I was a heavenly angel
For my heart shall always be in joy
But I am no heavenly angel
Hence must behave just like a boy
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Cry Freedom
How can I turn away
Brother/sister go dancing
Through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place
To place your better days
Cry freedom, cry
From a crowd 10,000 wide
Hope laid upon hope
That this crowd will not subside
Let this flag burn to dust
And a new a fair design be raised
While we wait head in hands,
Hands in prayer
And fall into a dreamless sleep again
And we wave our hands
Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us
All slip away
There was a window and by it stood
A mirror in which
He could see himself
He thought of something
Something he had never had but
Hoped would come along
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside
Where we are all confined
While we wave hands in fire
Wave our hands
Hands and feet are all alike
But gold between divide us
Hands and feet are all alike
But fear between divide us,
Slip away
In this room stood a little child
And in this room this little child
She would remain
Until someone might decide
To dance this little child
Across this hall
Into a cold, dark, space
Where she might never trace her
Way across this crooked mile
Across this crooked page
Cry freedom, cry
From deep inside where
We are all confined
Till we wave our hands
How can I turn away
Brother/sister go dancing
Through my head
Human as to human
The future is no place
To place your better days
Hands and feet are all alike but gold between divide us hands and feet are all alike but fear between divide us hands and feet are all alike hear what I say hear what I say oh, so be it
How can I turn away brother/sister go dancing through my head human as to human the future is no place to place your better days
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Spanish Jew's Tale; The Legend of Rabbi Ben Levi
Rabbi Ben Levi, on the Sabbath, read
A volume of the Law, in which it said,
'No man shall look upon my face and live.'
And as he read, he prayed that God would give
His faithful servant grace with mortal eye
To look upon His face and yet not die.
Then fell a sudden shadow on the page,
And, lifting up his eyes, grown dim with age,
He saw the Angel of Death before him stand,
Holding a naked sword in his right hand.
Rabbi Ben Levi was a righteous man,
Yet through his veins a chill of terror ran.
With trembling voice he said, 'What wilt thou here?'
The angel answered, 'Lo! the time draws near
When thou must die; yet first, by God's decree,
Whate'er thou askest shall be granted thee.'
Replied the Rabbi, 'Let these living eyes
First look upon my place in Paradise.'
Then said the Angel, 'Come with me and look.'
Rabbi Ben Levi closed the sacred book,
And rising, and uplifting his gray head,
'Give me thy sword,' he to the Angel said,
'Lest thou shouldst fall upon me by the way.'
The angel smiled and hastened to obey,
Then led him forth to the Celestial Town,
And set him on the wall, whence, gazing down,
Rabbi Ben Levi, with his living eyes,
Might look upon his place in Paradise.
Then straight into the city of the Lord
The Rabbi leaped with the Death-Angel's sword,
And through the streets there swept a sudden breath
Of something there unknown, which men call death.
Meanwhile the Angel stayed without and cried,
'Come back!' To which the Rabbi's voice replied,
'No! in the name of God, whom I adore,
I swear that hence I will depart no more!'
Then all the Angels cried, 'O Holy One,
See what the son of Levi here hath done!
The kingdom of Heaven he takes by violence,
And in Thy name refuses to go hence!'
The Lord replied, 'My Angels, be not wroth;
Did e'er the son of Levi break his oath?
Let him remain; for he with mortal eye
Shall look upon my face and yet not die.'
Beyond the outer wall the Angel of Death
Heard the great voice, and said, with panting breath,
'Give back the sword, and let me go my way.'
Whereat the Rabbi paused, and answered, 'Nay!
Anguish enough already hath it caused
Among the sons of men.' And while he paused
He heard the awful mandate of the Lord
Resounding through the air, 'Give back the sword!'
The Rabbi bowed his head in silent prayer;
Then said he to the dreadful Angel, 'Swear,
No human eye shall look on it again;
But when thou takest away the souls of men,
Thyself unseen, and with an unseen sword,
Thou wilt perform the bidding of the Lord.'
The Angel took the sword again, and swore,
And walks on earth unseen forevermore.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Im A Legend Tonight
Ive been working at my job, slaving like a dog all day
And Ive been thinking about you, girl
And watching the minutes slip away
Yeah, and I know theres someone inside me that nobody sees
And I know in the darkness youre gonna be reaching for me
Im a legend tonight
Gonna make you feel right
When you reach for the light
Im a legend tonight
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight
You know they try to slow me, sometimes I think Im gonna stop
But I gotta keep on going, believing in 5 o clock, yeah
And on the edge of the darkness well be living in another world
And I know that a part of yous gonna be part of me, girl
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight
Look at me
I dont know what happens when the race is run
I dont know what tells me if Ive lost or won
But I know that Ill make it through the day alright
And girl, youre gonna find out
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
Gonna make you feel right, legend
When you reach for the light, legend
Im a legend tonight, legend
song performed by by Kiss
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Eclipse Angel
Eclipse angel strikes again
She's full of fear, she can't pretend
Eclipse angel come close, come near
Show us your pain, show us your fear
Eclipse angel all alone
You stand so far with a heart of stone
Eclipse angel how dare you cry
Bare your wounds instead of fly
Eclipse angel you know not defeat
You stand before me, just in retreat
Eclipse angel clip those wings
And finally see what failure brings
poem by Nichole Baptista
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Distorted Angel
Strange things seem to occur, somewhere behind the nursery door
Though I was just a bit of a kid, it was the bit that she was looking for
Now I dont know where to begin confessing
The way shes making me feel it cant be a sin
I was taught to believe you were looking down on everyone
And your benevolent face is beautiful to gaze upon
Now I just dont know who to tell to go to hell
Who put the old devil in the distorted angel?
Distorted angel
Pure illuminated sweetness
Frightening small children is just about your only weakness
I thought that you would tell me what Im living for
But I cant see you anymore
I dont know what we did but Im sorry if it made you cry
And if theres any justice at all Id be punished for it Id surmise
It will mark the spot very well where I fell
Under the shadow of the distorted angel
Beneath the shadow of the distorted angel
Below the shadow of the distorted angel
Angel
Beneath the shadow of the distorted angel
Below the shadow of the distorted angel
Angel
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Beleaguered City, The
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,
Some legend strange and vague,
That a midnight host of spectres pale
Beleaguered the walls of Prague.
Beside the Moldau's rushing stream,
With the wan moon overhead,
There stood, as in an awful dream,
The army of the dead.
White as a sea-fog, landward bound,
The spectral camp was seen,
And, with a sorrowful, deep sound,
The river flowed between.
No other voice nor sound was there,
No drum, nor sentry's pace;
The mist-like banners clasped the air,
As clouds with clouds embrace.
But when the old cathedral bell
Proclaimed the morning prayer,
The white pavilions rose and fell
On the alarmed air.
Down the broad valley fast and far
The troubled army fled;
Up rose the glorious morning star,
The ghastly host was dead.
I have read, in the marvellous heart of man,
That strange and mystic scroll,
That an army of phantoms vast and wan
Beleaguer the human soul.
Encamped beside Life's rushing stream,
In Fancy's misty light,
Gigantic shapes and shadows gleam
Portentous through the night.
Upon its midnight battle-ground
The spectral camp is seen,
And, with a sorrowful, deep sound,
Flows the River of Life between.
No other voice nor sound is there,
In the army of the grave;
No other challenge breaks the air,
But the rushing of Life's wave.
And when the solemn and deep churchbell
Entreats the soul to pray,
The midnight phantoms feel the spell,
The shadows sweep away.
Down the broad Vale of Tears afar
The spectral camp is fled;
Faith shineth as a morning star,
Our ghastly fears are dead.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Voices Of The Night : The Beleaguered City
I have read, in some old, marvellous tale,
Some legend strange and vague,
That a midnight host of spectres pale
Beleaguered the walls of Prague.
Beside the Moldau's rushing stream,
With the wan moon overhead,
There stood, as in an awful dream,
The army of the dead.
White as a sea-fog, landward bound,
The spectral camp was seen,
And, with a sorrowful, deep sound,
The river flowed between.
No other voice nor sound was there,
No drum, nor sentry's pace;
The mist-like banners clasped the air,
As clouds with clouds embrace.
But when the old cathedral bell
Proclaimed the morning prayer,
The white pavilions rose and fell
On the alarmed air.
Down the broad valley fast and far
The troubled army fled;
Up rose the glorious morning star,
The ghastly host was dead.
I have read, in the marvellous heart of man,
That strange and mystic scroll,
That an army of phantoms vast and wan
Beleaguer the human soul.
Encamped beside Life's rushing stream,
In Fancy's misty light,
Gigantic shapes and shadows gleam
Portentous through the night.
Upon its midnight battle-ground
The spectral camp is seen,
And, with a sorrowful, deep sound,
Flows the River of Life between.
No other voice nor sound is there,
In the army of the grave;
No other challenge breaks the air,
But the rushing of Life's wave.
And when the solemn and deep churchbell
Entreats the soul to pray,
The midnight phantoms feel the spell,
The shadows sweep away.
Down the broad Vale of Tears afar
The spectral camp is fled;
Faith shineth as a morning star,
Our ghastly fears are dead.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Mystical Light
Sweet breath of an angel
In perfect harmony and peace
As you glory in his presence
your rapture does increase
Touched by the aura from Heaven
spread around you from a child you grew
You can dwell upon that angel child
from the time that you were new
You rose on high so young and raw
from the depths of the earth
you came
Now you live in this heavenly place
that always stays the same
Tinkerbelle they call her
your little angel girl
she stays close by you always
For around you she will twirl
You are her angel Mother
She your child of light
Sleep now angel mother
I'll watch over you tonight
The touch of an angel is something
we all crave
The feeling that we are being protected
and watched over each day and night
gives us spiritual warmth.
I have met angels I think
I have felt their close embrace
their beauty their radiance
which is beyond comprehension
Yes I think I have felt an
angel hug
Yes I have felt their gentle kiss
for I have had my soul awakened
and my eyes opened to their presence
poem by Janice M Pickett
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My Sweet Beautiful Angel
My Sweet Beautiful Angel
Sent To Earth From Above. I prayed for you before we met,
Not knowing who you would be.
I asked the lord to send me an ANGEL, one chosen just for me.
I Am So Grateful To Have Found You.
You Must Have Come From Heaven above, Because Your Beauty Is Not Of This World. An ANGEL to help and guide me in the troubles of these days. So often in life I need someone to listen and talk to me,
and you were there. You are that ANGEL that I can confide in an that angel that refuses to judges me,
When I Look At You My Heart Begins To Beat, And I Begin To Live life For The First Time.
The narrow road I've choose to follow
may sometimes make me stumble.
Your Sweet Angelic Voice
Continuously Rings In My Ears. Because you are the angel that catches me when I fall and teach me to be humble.
With You Near Me, With Me, There Is Nothing I Fear.
The beautiful angel that you are you always make me feel at my best even when I’m at my lowest.
I asked the Lord if he could send me an ANGEL, though I thought many came and went. He told me Yes on one Easter day, and sent me a special ANGEL from above,
for you are the ANGEL he sent.
So Heaven Is Missing
An Angel, Because You Are Here With Me.
You Are A Sweet, Beautiful Angel, And You Will Be My Angel Till Eternity.
poem by Lil Bonifide
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Dark Angel
She never told me
just where she came from
who she was, or who she is
now in a total bliss
I watch the night come
and no-one knows
she comes and goes
silence is just the sound
of a forgotten kiss
She never told me her name
but she is still here
just the same
she's my dark angel
a silent fairytale
somewhere so near
now nothing else seems to matter
as I look for her around
Heaven wrapped in a flame
she's here in me forever
where angels' once fell
from a burning sky
where demons' could only fly
Not even time can tell
how it came to this
stranded here in the dark
she's my lonely stelar
in a moonlite park
shining through the night
so close, yet, so far
She's my dark angel
a sweet pulchritude
in an evening gown
with eyes shining bright
an angel coming down
keeping me subdued
Still she's so extenuate
just a careless whisper
blowing in the wind
like a long lost friend
at the edge of heavens' gate
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Dream Angel
My Angel is sweet to recieve
Watches over me I believe
No words to speak
Picks me up when I'm weak
My Angel paves a path so sincere
Spirit of love very near
When you feel down and out
It's you that Angel cares about
Dreams come and go along the way
Watching over you throughout your day
My dream Angel so pure and white
Trumphants me in thy sight
Behold my Angel by my side
Never faulters, never hides
My Angel rescues me out of the blue
Compassionate, caring, always true
Life is full of an inner glow
Dreams Angels human spirits unfold
There's a Whole new World to see and believe
Completes life my dream Angel and me
poem by Joyce Vajda
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Heaven Has A New Angel
Heaven Has A New Angel
your pain is gone
your stay was short
your memory will last forever
you've touched so many
loved by all
there for us we were about to fall
a whisper of an angel your words will be
the glory of an angel your light shall be
our new guardian angel you will be
Heaven has a new angel
poem by Mark Petro
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Only Time Will Tell
I just needed someone to hold
When the bottle was empty
And the nights grew cold
In my hour of darkness
In my time of need
You were my angel of mercy
And helped me to believe
You touched my soul
When I was lonely
You held me up
When I couldnt fly
Theres no words could explain
How I feel inside
And this I tell you
In a world full of anger
And times gone strange
You held me close
You held me close to you
Lay my head on your shoulder
I finally let it all out
It felt good for a moment
Not living in a shadow of doubt
But everybody needs a little something
Tu pull them through
I gave one for the other
And God know that the other was you
Chorus:
Now only time will tell
Only time will tell
If our love is scratched in sand
Or if its etched in stone
Only time will tell
Only time will tell
If our love will stand
Or walk the road along
My angel of mercy
Pulled me through somehow
I just hope you know
I need you now
Solo
Youre the one
That touched my very soul
The one who held on tight
God knows you never let go
Angel of mercy
Its time we closed the door
Put out the lights
And burn the fire
Burn the fire inside
Angel of mercy
You pulled me through
And this I tell to you
God know Id tell it to you
song performed by by Poison
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Angelic Vision
She sat lightly
On the edge
Of the mighty stone,
The very same one
That had rolled away
All on it's own -
With perfume on the cross
Around her neck
And just the slightest scent
Of good news upon her breath.
She glowed without
From beauty and grace within,
She seemed to understand
Each human flaw and chagrin.
There was pure poetry
In the words she said,
With enough life
To raise the dead.
She seemed to arise from nowhere
Blessed with vivid eternal vision
Meant for everywhere -
In her hair hung
A crimson flower,
Blooming with the color of blood
Drenched in the wonder of all living power.
Blossomed from the deep cold earth
Rising, hope to give
For all who shall ever hunger, want or hurt -
Sitting in the sun
Her eyes bright as a
New day,
Her heavenly voice carried grace To all who heard the words
She came to say.
Sure sincerity and subtle softness
Resided in her passionate words,
Sending out comfort and calm
Upon all who heard.
She spoke with blithe beauty
Of all that is:
With life, and death
Of what was, is and shall yet be,
Of the world's aching history
And mankinds deepest divine mystery,
From old words
The prophets did say
To venerated visions
Of the judgement day,
Of the mighty mountain top
And fallen unremembered rocks
(for, they had forgotten:
they were only a piece
not the whole Mountain.)
Of picking desert flowers to save
And riding distant clouds,
Of silent meditations
And singing out loud -
Her words
Upon the air did float,
With wild wonder
Like an epic poem
She sagaciously spoke.
Those words of hers
Light as a falling feather,
Powerful as a mighty wind
All bound by and within
The eternal forever -
Freely and fondly she did talk,
Amongst sinner and saint
She did walk.
Alike to the mean and the meek
Of peace, patience and understanding,
With wisdom
She did speak,
Of all manner of things deep
For which each soul does somehow
Earnestly seek.
- Maybe she came to prophesy,
Perhaps to judge...
But, most likely
To display redemption
And to give great love!
- An angel she could have been,
A dream
She might still be...
For in this worn world
Things, heard or seen,
Are not always as clear
Nor as certain
As they so often seem...
Therefore, peacefully watch
Patiently wait
Worry not
Nor in fear abide,
For the great King who stands
By her side at the gate
Did send the angel
Assurance for all to give
Of the waiting, wonderful fate...
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Angel Kisses
I don’t know what an angel looks like
I don’t even know if they have wings
But I know when I need a reminder
Something wraps around me and sings
It’s the wind in the trees
Makes me pause for a moment
And it’s singing to me
Invisible hand brushing my cheek
Angel kisses to remind me
Everything is okay
Angel kisses and suddenly
I remember what I’m here for today
It’s my chance to love you through this
Daily dance and pass along to you
Some angel kisses
When I think about all I have to do
It’s hard to even know where to start
A day late and a dollar behind
But I try to play my music with heart
It’s the language of the birds in the trees
Floats me up for a moment
And it’s singing to me
Grabs my heart, takes my hand, close my eyes, I feel the..
Angel kisses to remind me
Everything is okay
Angel kisses and suddenly
I remember what I’m here for today
It’s my chance to love you through this
Daily dance and pass along to you
Some angel kisses
I wish I could keep those
Gentle reminders
How do you stay peaceful?
Let me be kinder
Angel kisses to remind me
Everything is okay
Angel kisses and suddenly
I remember what I’m here for today
It’s my chance to love you through this
Daily dance and pass along to you
Some angel kisses
poem by Patricia Genetos
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Angel Of Heavenly Love
ANGEL OF HEAVENLY LOVE
An angel one day came
Thought it was a golden frame
Eyes wonderfully bright
Hairs veil heavenly light
An angel one day came
Thought it was just a game
Heard a voice smooth and caring
Got captured when hearing
An angel one day came
Thought I was insane
Felt a warmness washing
And my senses dashing
An angel one day came
Thought am I to blame
Held out a silver dove
Said follow it to the cove
An Angel one day came
Thought it's not the same
Kissed me on my lips
Enwrapping my hips
An angel one day came
Thought it was a golden frame
It is my Angel of heavenly love
Holding my hands forever above
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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The Vision Was Quite Clear
The vision was quite clear.
At first, it began with a map.
I was walking in a forest.
I was holding the map in my hands.
Then a wall appeared in front of me,
Stopping me abruptly, halting my journey.
Another wall appeared to my left.
Another wall appeared to my right.
Another wall appeared behind me.
I was trapped and without help I would die.
Above me, I heard something.
An angel flew overhead.
'Help me out of here! ' I asked.
He smiled, 'You do not understand.'
It seemed I must stay awhile.
A few days passed by without release.
I was so hungry yet all I had was the map.
The angel suggested I eat the map.
'How else will you stay alive? ' he asked.
But I knew God gave me the map.
I must not eat it for it still had worth.
'I will wait upon the Lord to deliver me! '
The angel smiled and then came the miracle.
Both his wings fell off and fell to me.
'Put them on! ' said the angel.
'You have passed the first test! '
I put the wings upon my back.
I flew upwards to thank him.
The angel accepted my thanks.
In seconds, he disappeared.
I was alone, yet now I could fly.
I flew to the top of the mountain.
I built an altar and worshipped the Lord.
A white cloud appeared above me.
Lightning flashed and burnt my wings.
I was merely a man once more...
Yet I was happy being so close to God.
Knowing I was loved was enough.
Knowing I still had the map for my journey.
Then I heard the voice of God.
'Visions and prophecies, wisdom and love.
All these I will give unto you.
You are My child, adopted forever.
Obey Me and I will bless you... forever...'
poem by Denis Martindale
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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