"His angels"
By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova
Wed, 08 Jun 2005
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a feather flew down
and across my path today
an angel at work
all angels whisper
to us, to Him and to them
do you hear their murmur?
the life pulse of man
is not within our grasping
the second is here
rejoice, hear their voice
ascending with his white soul
ashes blow away
shhh, listen to God
he welcomes us to his home
the divine face smiles and greets
i then ask, where may i pray?
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
7june05
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