Angel's Wing

Angel's Wing

A Poem by Healing Star
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Drifting through life with my dear friends who have come to lift me up.

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When I see you walking
I just have to Stare 
If I hear you Talking 
Don't mind my Glare

The stars are shining bright on Me
So many gifts they have to Give
As I take it in, it sets me Free
To bring me to the level I need to Live

When I'm waking up I hear you Sing
I hear you speaking what I need to Hear
Like the beauty of an Angel's Wing
As I take it in it brings a Tear

Words are like dust falling from the Sky 
They fall on me like a summer Sprinkle 
Coming to answer all my questions Why
And all my cells they start to Tingle

When I'm walking in the Forest I'm not Alone
Sleeping in the Night they are teaching Me
No matter where I am, find myself at Home 
Gifted with these Eyes that now I See

Singing from my Heart, the only way to Sing
Does not matter if it's dark, I know my Way 
Now the darts they throw, they have no Sting 
I'm doing my thing, no matter what they Say

I've risen from the Grave, that they buried Me
I am learning to be Brave, with the gifts they Bring 
No longer hiding in the Shadows, afraid to Be
The One that they have seen, the Holy King

Drifting on this river of Heavenly Love 
I don't need a paddle the current will take me There
I know no matter what, I'll rise Above 
When I see you floating by, my Heart I'll Bare

I look up, I see a gentle Sky
My Father's there for me to Hold 
I look down, it brings a Sigh
My Mother loves me, her stories Told

© 2015 Healing Star


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Added on February 23, 2015
Last Updated on February 23, 2015
Tags: Heaven, Earth, Mother, Father, Son, Child, Morning, Song

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Healing Star
Healing Star

South Jordan, UT



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I am a man who has finally realized he needs to write down what matters to him, that I might learn from myself, what is important, what I value. To capture who I am now, for that is all we have is no.. more..

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