Divine Intervention

Two dream-dancing spirits
were treading thin ice,
lost in the music
and blind-rolling the dice
When an Angel appeared
and spoke without voice,
“The gravity nigh
must become conscious choice.
Two nights you have danced here
gave in to such light–
of sacred is three
it’s a permanent rite.
Be slow for repeating
take time to be sure,
the action you take
will then [...]

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Angel

Crooked halo
and dusty wings,
she floats around
her day and sings
sweet praises for
the little things.
She knows not what
the future brings,
but believes Love bears
eternal strings
and thus to Hope
she ever clings.
© DreamMatrix 2007

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