The Earth SleepsA Poem by [untitled]If We Are Quiet
When the world sleeps, the angels of heaven appear in shining glistering splendor, if we are quiet, we may behold them from a distance.
Our mere existence is beholding the very threshold of paradise, seen by only a few. The angels are children playing in the meadows of heaven, appearing onto us as beautiful golden lanterns on a milky highway, just before dawn. ©2008
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