THE BREEZE OF AN ANGEL

Sudden breezes in the air are the wings of angels belonging to loved ones, passing by to share an intimate hello. Reaching home, they rest their wings, displaying magnificent artworks of white in the sky, until they come to leave a cherished touch once again.
~Marie T. Morrison~

SEEKING

In every life, there are mountains to climb, reaching the hope we are seeking. There are valleys below, ready to bury anger, leaving a harmony of silence behind. Seeds blow, embedding their roots deep into the soil wherever we walk, blossoming into petals of angel wings. Mazes of winding rivers and clear lakes are anxious to wash away sadness, misdeeds and guilt. Contentment and joy remain, filling the soul. The spirit triumphs. A prayer to God is made, feeling blessed to live in His world.




~Marie Morrison~