My Mom told me
that angels carry
the seal of the living God.
They want to put the seal
on the forehead
of the servants of God.
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Today I had a dream:
I saw a great multitude,
from every nation,
race, people and tongue
lining up before the
golden throne of “The Almighty”.
Each had a white dove in the hand.
Then …
God hugged
those who survived
the time of great distress
and withstood all temptations.
God made them wear
pure dazzling white robes
washed clean by the angels.
Then the angels came
and put the seal of God
on their foreheads.
I saw their happy shining faces
touched by angels and hugged
by the Almighty.
A heavenly fantasy walks through every line. The ability to dream such spiritual thoughts are the only who are truly blessed. You are blessed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The seal of God is full of mark of love, peace and unity of minds. Very interesting theme shared in this marvelous art work here. Interesting definitely.10