Poem: Guardian


Closing my eyes amongst the twilight, then upon an angels wings I rest.
Guardianship of humanity, devoted to love, protector of life.
A vulnerable soul shielded brilliantly within feathers, moving as one toward starry heavens.
Dreams unravel as jointly we orbit a majestic moon, subconscious thoughts spread through vast space.
Comforted by the radiance and humming of a psalm eminating from the holy being.
Guarded from malice, defended against negativity, glistening with the white light.
Amidst rolling grey clouds we surge alongside shooting stars; spiraling toward a familiar home.
Descending into consciousness once again as the sun adorns the sky, I open my eyes.



  1. O my did you write this Poem Guardian? I love it. MOM


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