Silent Parcel Of Angels Poem by Louise Marie DelSanto

These are a silent parcel of angels
dressed in white silk and gold
that arrive gently on pink sunsets
through darkness, we are told
lifting a soul with gossamer pearls called wings
magnificence and grace from all beauty in things
touching a heart, and guiding with hand
a path to Heaven, from a distance of land
Such journeys surpass all rivers, and seas
pure and simple, the wind through the trees
where all earthly pleasures become no more
while a Heaven's desire opens this door
A path of God, His one final domain
Greatness becomes from enduring much pain
Quietly, we leave here, beyond all we can see
where choirs of angels sing of sweet eternity.