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Saved By The Angels

Laughing aloud
clasping hands with the angels
the dream felt real
even after opening my eyes
Watching each breath dissipate into the air
shivering beneath thin hospital blankets
My fingers stretch out to touch what remains
and as the laughter fades away
all that is left is a gentle breeze

Angela Minard 2010©







Comments

Ann said…
a very nice poem Angela
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Wanda's Wings said…
I do believe angels watch over us. It gives me some peace in all the torment that is in this world. Beautiful poem.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Just me said…
This is beautiful!

Thank you for your lovely comment on my blog :) I hate the idea of "shoving it down your throat" as well, but I stress the importance of sharing faith (not that I do it enough), because look at it from our point of view - we have something AMAZING and wonderful that we believe is of such enormous benefit to others who find out about it.

Like you, I don't like to feel out of control. Which makes this slowing down & trusting God thing pretty challenging, but I really realise the importance of it.

With regards to 'blind faith' - I replied on Rachel's blog about this subject so feel free to check out my reply (also her & her blog are awesome anyway) and if you have any questions or anything I'd love to talk to you a bit more about it :)

No need to apologise for the long comment - I love hearing from people reading what I have to say! Sorry to have hijacked this post a bit though, I'm never sure whether to reply on my blog or on others', as I don't know if everyone would check back!

Have a lovely day :) x x
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
I Hate to Weight said…
so vivid. i felt the breeze.

thank you for posting your wonderful poetry
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Katherine said…
I usually just read your blog in silence, and I am very proud of everything you do. I, myself, am trying tor recover from a lot, and you give me a lot of motivation.
But, this poem is amazing, and I love it.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Lisa said…
your poems have actually inspired me to start writing! :)
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
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