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Saturday, September 17, 2022

In The Arms of An Angel


I fly high above the clouds I see colors , dark angry colors , I look down and see all the destruction in the world that is going on I see sadness, loneliness, anger, explosions of Drug addiction , Homelessness ... I look even deeper in all the destruction I look past the clouds past the wreckage of the world and I see a light, a beacon one might say, thru this light I felt a desperation a strong pull a love that I knew I would never feel again if I turned from it never to look back... Being pulled toward the light I flew down the closer I got the more powerful the feeling was ...
                     


        






     Looking past all the filth that was being poured out into this sad world I seen him ... 



 I see a broken human I see the loneliness the sadness the need of and Angel ... I came even closer pulling his vision into me I felt his pain his loneliness his desperate plea for someone to take him from his destruction .. the closer I flew to him the more I felt his pain ...  our eyes met , reaching out to him I pulled him close to me that is when I felt the power this incredible strength that I had never felt before... a pull that told me this was a one in a life opportunity.. deep inside I was being told to take him into my arms lift him up and show him that life is good, life is worth living 




Feeling this strong love for him without even knowing him I had to take him and lift him up into my life into my light take all he has to offer loving him thru all the good the bad and the ugly to protect my Angel is just what promise to do ... He had No idea that thru all his dismay, thru all his broken roads that he was an Angel ... pure good and full of love just wanting that chance... Just wanting someone to take his hand and never let go ...  Angels come in all forms... some battle with their own demons some look as if they may be all together but inside they have a burning feeling of loneliness no-one to call their own no-one to love them the way they crave to be loved ...  This angel has spread his wings and shown the world Just how beautiful he is how with someone who believes in you, you can flourish ....  







                                        

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In The Arms of An Angel

I fly high above the clouds I see colors , dark angry colors , I look down and see all the destruction in the world that is going on I see s...