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Angel Gifts

posted at 7/3/2004 1:20 PM
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And yea can walk through troubled waters, but the light that decends from our lord God sends beauty,
For where there is dark there is always beauty, tho it be hard to see at a glance,
Angels vision is that of pure light beams shining out of thy divine eyes,
Oh how they comfort and heal like the rays of a pure golden sun shining down on weariness.

Yea will experience, yea will be guided, led and drawn like a magical piper lures innocent children to the forest,
Follow the piper, experience fullness of healing,so shining and bright your eyes will heal from thy brightness,
Ah! how lovely is that light that warms the hearts of all humankind filling us up with the oneness of heart,
This is the truth of who we are, angels bless us with this truthfulness, when the darkness comes hither.

I must walk bravely through all the shadows in my life, for the light it comes to see all of us through,
As I ask, so it is given freely unto me, as a flower is given to the earth for beauty,
As a bee pollen, from this same flower, we shall all be served and slewn with one another,
No one is unalike, but only as thee who will not see with thine eyes, that when open wide on all sides, sees purity.

This is what the great one who healed thee, many lifetimes ago, has told me in quiet dreams,
You know my little one, great things will be bestown upon the earth in times of heavy darkness,
I will lead all, sayeth he, who ask in prayer, for a hand in the leadership, of the battle through darkness,
Together we will become light, so bright as a thousand suns, that light our way through darkness and despair.

Have no fear God is nearer than you think, in your heart, your soul, your mind, all united strongly as one,
The universal truth is ascending upon this earth, in slow strokes of metaphorical melodies, angels gather,
Ah!listen with thy many ears, to hear the tune they sing, it is so divine, as to lift your spirits high,
Soaring over that melancholic moon, and shining brillantly into the crevaces, that over shadow your hearts.

Be at peace my little ones, the time nears.

Blessed be to all in this time of darkness on earth
Love & light
Whitelace