Angel Of MidnightA Poem by Cherrie PalmerThe Angel at
Midnight Down below
silence reigns as a cover
of fog hugs tight the terrain. The ceiling
of stars dances on high and mortals
below are oblivious to why. The sounds
of creation live within all, and with the
nod of the Master harmony falls. The orchestrated
sonata begins with a howl. The call of
the wolf, the song of the dove, the breaking of waves, title the song. The rhythm
of the trees, and the bending of reed sings to our
Lord in Heaven above. The Angel of
Midnight conducts the rift with thunder
and lightning a laser show begins. Serenading
angels offer praises to Him in a language
unknow to mortal man. But silence
resumes as a baby cries. For the
Savior is born, beneath the Father's watchful eye. And peace
will come to those, who answer
the call, and the
Angel of Midnight resumes his song. © 2020 Cherrie PalmerReviews
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14 Reviews Added on December 22, 2020 Last Updated on December 22, 2020 AuthorCherrie PalmerSpringfield , MOAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. After a lifetime of country living, I'm making a move back to town. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: .. more..Writing
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