I Heard Sad Angels Whisper Rise Above Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

rise above. I heard sad angels whisper rise above.

though clouds may fester bringing bitter rains

rise rise above all of your pain oh rise above


cirrus decorate the summer skies.

rise rise above remaining lies

God is only really ever love


rise rise rise and do not cry

let the evening breezes shut your eyes

let the garden flowers soothe your heart


let the shy stars over you still

play their part and rise.


mary angela douglas 22 april 2020