Saturday, 20 March 2010

angels for gwyneth

. . .

and now they fly

their winglets all a-tremble

the myriad beings

filled with love

from me to you

in purple gold and silver lights

my secret angels fly

``0´´ ``0´´ ``0´´

to you!

they say our name

is helios.



  1. You are my chosen read for today (5 minute limit) - beautiful too - I do hope all is well with your sister.

  2. What a breath of fresh air. It reminded me of Chagall.

    Good to read a poem filled with light after what I've just written.


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