A soul at its highest is like God but an angel resembles Him greater.
The business of Angels is to carry out acted-words of God; not later.
They rally to prayers of the Saints, directed by God’s Spirit Dove.
Angels descend from above with echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Don’t you just love the series “Toughed by An Angel, ” on TV~?
Few shows reveal angel business in everyday life, as that, you see.
I’ve felt the angels before me, and it made me want to cry…
Once I thought one would reveal himself; but I felt, then, I would die.
Angels of course are scary, else why so often do they say: “fear not.”
Men are more tied-up in their fears and distractions, then loving a lot.
Titles, images, positions, and possessions, all things men hide behind.
Some men are visiting angels unaware; my father saw one once so kind.
We’re not to worship’ em; there’s plenty of counterfeits seeking praise.
Only God is gloriously worthy of our adoration, for all His loving ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem