The Whole Angel Thing Part 2 of 2A Poem by STurnerMy Angel, My Muse
Angel
Gentle Angel Sister Muse You watch over me All the days of my life I wonder if I deserve you Your presence and your kindness I wonder if you ever tire Of protecting a not so innocent as me I was not always so jaded I did not always see the world Through a looking glass Most darkly When I was young I dedicated my life And my sword of personal spirit To the service of the Great Mother I wonder if Mother Goddess knew As I know now That I would walk a life path Along the edge of forest, dark and deep Once I was too sophisticated To care or believe in what I could not see I drove you away and told you not to return And you left You left And I was very much alone I’m sorry, so sorry What a fool I was I called you again Later in my life I was not meant to be so lonely So deeply troubled I cried and I begged I cried again Till the well of tears ran dry And you heard me You returned so gently Not swiftly at all I wondered if you had heard my call And then you touched me I cried when you came back to me You forgave me with a smile And waited patiently While I learned to forgive myself I will call you beautiful You came to me Beyond My most fervent hope You came to me On the other side Of the Road to Blind was I, six moons of more First Gabriel came And brought me good news And then you came Beautiful you Gabriel told me That Angels come as companions Who know our darkest thoughts And shower us with love You come not because we deserve it But because you are creatures of light and love You do what you do And wait to be invited into our lives Gabriel said to me Suspend you disbelief Embrace what you know and ask Ask and it will be freely given I did ask and you did come Did I remember to say Thank you for being in my life Thank you for your warm and loving presence As I write this I know that you can see and hear my words What is written here Comes from your guidance and my heart Gabriel said there were many angels Waiting for us to call That not enough of us, these days Remembered, cared or believed in your kind And Belle you said this brought great pain To fellow angels who wished To love, to serve and protect our kind Beyond our understanding It is sometimes hard to imagine Angels waiting in the winds Hungry for our presence Waiting to be asked Simply to be asked Because you cannot help Until we call upon you Such is the nature of Free Will May the Divine Light of Your Kind Shine upon our kind Grant us courage to suspend our disbelief And fill our hearts with peace. © 2008 STurnerAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 6, 2008 AuthorSTurnerSandy, ORAboutI have been writing for 41 years in all sorts of venues. I write poetry, essays, erotica, fantasy, metaphysical and spiritual writings. more..Writing
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