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The Angel in the Dark

The Angel in the Dark

If I were an angel in the dark,

I would appear in flames simply from

The radiance of my eyes.

I would fire up candles for prayers.

I would make twilight shimmer

Like a mirror of a still lake.

I would awaken you from

Slumber and despair.

I would cast out your pain with lightning and

Soothe your soul with myrrh and frankincense.

I would gather you up gently and

Swaddle you in my gossamer wings

At the time most needed.

I would bathe you in the Sea of Forgetting and

Deliver you to the Vista of Light

On a path of stars backlit by moonbeams

Splashed on the kind face of

Dark Mother, casting comets

As beacons of her grace.

I would gift you wings and

Teach you how to fly through

Clouds of many colors and

Swing on stars falling into the Sea of Lights.

I would take you to the Hall of Records to

Reveal all your truths and

The oracles of the end of days.

I would never leave you

In times of battle or new birth,

The time of the Death of Fear

As a blazing nova, creating a new sun.

This I would do for you, and

Who would know more of the World of Light

Than an angel in the dark?

 

Copyright© October 10, 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard

Image: “An Angel in the Dark” (original art © by my sister Martha Harris.)

 

 

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