Angel Without Wings

[White Warlock]

Angel without Wings

Was it as a child you first knew?
A difference, one of the chosen few.
You ‘see’ when others are blind.
Inside have no wish to be unkind.

You really know, that world beyond,
And hear, in perfection, the angels song.
Walk in harmony with natures calm,
In all her tranquillity and pleasant charm.

When someone sneezes your first to bless.
Give comfort to those who are in distress,
Say soothing words to calm the pain,
Not once a thought for your own gain.

Understand when something’s wrong,
Give direction when all hope is gone.
You learn from your own inner pain,
From trauma that surrounds your brain.

You go your way in a gentle calm,
Never to wish anyone, any harm.
Never your own praises sings.
You’re an angel, without wings…


Blessings of Love, Light and Harmony...

 

[wildsweetone]

She’s wingless yet still
able to fly, to follow a whim
with passers by. Sunlight
stretches fingers of gold
to paint her hair - spun
sugar of old. Her eyes
hold the forest, depths
unknown, her arms the earth,
a weighted stone. And all
the while her tranquil smile
restores creation upon a world
that lives among turmoil
and devastation.


how about that for a bit of whacko rhyming? yeah i know the last 5 lines are mixed - what can i say, it's off the cuff! lol

 

[My Erotic Trail]

Angel without Wings

Was it as a child you first knew?
A difference, one of the chosen few.
You ‘see’ when others are blind.
Inside have no wish to be unkind.

You really know, that world beyond,
And hear, in perfection, the angels song.
Walk in harmony with natures calm,
In all her tranquillity and pleasant charm.

When someone sneezes your first to bless.
Give comfort to those who are in distress,
Say soothing words to calm the pain,
Not once a thought for your own gain.

Understand when something’s wrong,
Give direction when all hope is gone.
You learn from your own inner pain,
From trauma that surrounds your brain.

You go your way in a gentle calm,
Never to wish anyone, any harm.
Never your own praises sings.
You’re an angel, without wings…


Blessings of Love, Light and Harmony...

It is obvious that a lot of time went into writting this very nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

 

[White Warlock]

Thanks for your kind comments Art...

Actually it was written one evening in the space of less than an hour

wildsweetone

She’s wingless yet still
able to fly, to follow a whim
with passers by. Sunlight
stretches fingers of gold
to paint her hair - spun
sugar of old. Her eyes
hold the forest, depths
unknown, her arms the earth,
a weighted stone. And all
the while her tranquil smile
restores creation upon a world
that lives among turmoil
and devastation.

Nice one Kiwi