Angels Danced
Angel’s wings radiant with joy, plucked harp-toned beauty from heaven’s air while gathering to celebrate your birth into another human incarnation. With sphere-spurred choreography, the angels danced for they were rejoicing about the power of heavenly recall they felt you had acquired in past incarnations. The cherub angels used wing play to gratitude-sway about the gloriously jeweled, spiritual truths your earth lives had apparently radiantly soul expanded into the spiritual “I am” you would need to resolve all your remaining karma. So divine had your light grown that all of heaven felt your next death transition would be your final homecoming. Once reborn, heaven watched you and your angels stayed near, but you never sought them while human fears limited you, depleted your healthy self-respect and steered you towards drug dependency which eventually brought you back into the wings of your angels whose tears rained perfect love on your now thirsty, but still perfect soul.
born spirit aware
passing moments dim our truth ~
loving angels wait
... CayCay
September 2, 2019
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2019
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