White Angel Poem by JJ Evendon

White Angel



It's dark, yet I see a small powerful light drawing me in,
opalescent, opaque, shimmering.
Getting nearer and nearer,
descending upon winged beat.
I feel a light breeze.
Hear music that traps my soul.
Sense one of greatness appearing in front of me,
thoughts no longer private, there is no escape.
My heart stops.
I'm unable to move, I cannot move,
restrained by some pure force.
Time frozen, but not for her.
I can only watch as she glides silently towards me.
I've never seen an angel, a white angel.
Is this an angel? – such beauty can only come from heaven.
I feel afraid yet, somehow I know am safe in her company,
for she is there, in front of me.
She smiles, her eyes showing great wisdom
dispelling all my fears and thoughts to become one.
I am in the land of light,
soft and wondrous
tinged with peace and tranquility.

White Angel
Sunday, December 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: angels
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 20 December 2015

my angel is my sleep very nice poem... it could be a dream

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