Sunday, December 12, 2010

Poetry Sunday ~ Angels Ascent ~

Ps. 91:11 For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
~ Angels Ascent ~

They beckon with the mornings breath
hear the sounds of spiritual death.
Soft rain has drizzled and wet my lips
The taste I long for; I inhale sips.

The Angels swoop, I hear the sound
cradling me with warmth all around.
The fluttering wings, the soft sweet song
they’ve made me know it’s here I belong.

Out in the cold naked and bare
my heart is taken not given a care.
They swirl around lay swaddling clothes
watch my friends; guard me from foes.

The realm is peaceful like the setting sun
protecting my essence, to them I’m one,
not two or three, never leave me behind
they shelter my soul, my heart and mind.

Embrace me now as I ascend
this world is gone I can not mend.
I leave behind my worldly peace
as I’m allowed this heavenly lease. 

Pss.103:20 Bless the LORD, ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.


June said...

Your visual content is incredible, your phrases lyrical.

Music erupts and flows my through my soul,
your words speak out true and bold....

You're inspiring, Joni! :)

joni said...

Thank you June. That makes my day when I read your words.

I aim for lyrical but also my goal is to touch just one single person. :) My work is complete.

Thank You!