The Angels Ballad for JeanA Poem by Carrie ManorWhy are you staying? God’s beloved soul, hear! Can’t you hear? The cry of the angels calling for you? Lead we, you toward the light, cry not, hast thou think you be forsaken? Thy know well the abiding love of a truly ordained heart. And through all thou’s drudge, strife that thou made borne the sweetest fruits. God showers you with his love, for thy had found his book of wisdom, thou not had bitten from the tree of knowledge. Thus, thy knows the true trials and truths of man. Why are you staying, wise man, why does thee stay? Yes, the sweetest, tenderest of fruits, whom fashioned newly, a spring blossom bloom. You remember the velvet caress, of a soul tender and fresh the way madame dew painted at morning dawn, then when one came, dare he pick your fruit that you nurtured? Whom quickly over time blossomed the rose? Dare he reap it? Claim it as his own? But hath thou ever before claimed a possession to know? Yes, now, thy knows well! Stay strong, for God’s final test, let not end in despair, abidingly thy shared the alms of God, and know for life's last rich reward, before thou’s eyes close for heaven’s gate, there shall lay a garden planted by the bishop, and grew by the grand heavenly Father, wait longer, wise man! To see the crops sow, gathered in the arms of love, guided by a bounty feast. The angels greatest triumph, hear the bells dong! © 2011 Carrie ManorAuthor's Note
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Added on January 13, 2011 Last Updated on January 13, 2011 AuthorCarrie ManorAboutBonjour! My name is Carrie Manor. Believe it or not but I’m eighteen years old. I’m not to particular fond of computers or the internet, but I enjoy this opportunity to share my writing a.. more..Writing
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