We always have a guardian or an angel watching over us, one of light and love. This poem reminds us of that.

Angel

A perfect being times seen and often heard

Watches over ones left behind and others that are kind

Help those in need and others that stray

Purity and innocence is regained through fire and brimstone this remains

One who steps in your life’s path

Blinders are taken off first look as free as can be

Growth understanding a new love of life that is incomprehensible but feels right floating on a natural high without a question why

Rescue me from stress and strife from everyday life a place where I am one with the familiar and embrace the unknown

Whether a spiritual or physical being that is sent to aid me

My Angel

Excerpt from my book Silver sPHere.