Haloes Angels Without Wings Poem by Antonio Liao

as man transform in its unique formation, the soul illuminate
his spirit creating a halo of sanctity of wings in his humanoid
form

our navel, made us to believe that man, is created out of nothing
but, a breath that ends and begins our life to see and witness, the
living God

thus making, every human being different from other, forms of
living organism, in this changing world, a purpose that ends, to
a simple dust of where it started

in every action of touch we made, gives us the credits of thanking
the source of who's the giver of everything, the sole and the
heart that exist, before the concept of existence comes to being

let not your heart and eyes see, the halo of sacredness engulf your
self, be a philanthropist of heart and soul to our brethren, for the
wings of sanctity molded you towards life everlasting

in every season of your heart, giving and sharing is the paramount
of an endless eruption of denuding yourself for the kingdom of
God is at hand

every moment is a moment of passion to live, in the heart of every
man, regardless of creed and race, it is a faith that satisfy not
only your soul, but to the whole universe

it is now the right time to hold on, and to fly on the wings of eternity,
the wings that you have made is the wings that leads you to the way
to reach your destination

let our heart, sober your achievement, let our wisdom surf with you
in your journey, for everything you do, lifted us to see, the haloes in
our hearts

'we too, are human, a great chance to be an angel without wings '