Through clouds of dismal darkness
Hiding clustered starry sky,
Soft feathered wings beat fearlessly
To end the reason why
A heart once melted fears to face
The rising sun again
Till remoulded into human form
By healing drops of rain.
Winged wonder pierces cloud formations
And lets such raindrops fall
To heal poetically and beckon,
Arisen to the call,
A dreamer’s sleep so well disturbed,
In tune to mystic message,
Sighs softly in her mended heart,
Unites in heavenly passage.
How beautiful…..I love this!! Thank you
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Thank you. Creativity in many guises. Your beautiful quilt is one such creation. Many thanks again for your comment. So glad you enjoyed it.x
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Thank you for enjoying and commenting. I love when something hits its mark. 🙂 x
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My head now wants to lie softly on my pillow in absolute peace and confident slumber, supported by those angel’s wings.
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That’s just what to do. Drift dreamlessly while angels soothe your heart. Glad you liked it.x
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This is really divine. Beautifully written. Reowr!
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One of those ones that seemed to come written by itself. Thank you, Cubby. Purring like a kitten here.x
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I saw an angel flying over the Pennines once. Unfortunately the Duke of Edinburgh mistook it for a grouse and shot it down.
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Bloody gentry! 🙂 x
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Awww now this is so lovely…really! This tranquil warm and fuzzy feeling just before turning in:)
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Soothing you to sleep. 🙂 x
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Yep, for an insomniac, you are cheaper than a sleeping pill:) thx xx
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Always glad to be of help. 🙂 x
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