Heavenly images, spent
in the flesh.
It's so much more than just a sacrifice.
Surrendering into the weighted currents.
Awash with the emotions that seek
constantly to mesh into one love.
To reach and touch the
of angel flights that drift within
the ever great unknown.
To find the light and lose it.
Then to reach yet once again.
It never mattered - the
direction of the bend.
Rainbows glow their glory into circles
that can never have an end.
An ancient story built into each ray of light
that finds its way into a tiny drop of water.
Heavenly images, living
Touching close, we intermesh
in dreams of an eternity of love...
? Michaelette ?
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