Angelic Poem
The stories of old have all been told
They have been relived until they have formed a mold
Blessings Beautiful Ones, for the time is here to shift and soften
To come back into the fold
To a time from long, long ago
When minds were compliments, not foe
When unity and family was not defined by blood
But by the breathe And our love of the One
Sure that all is perfect, all is divine
Not knowing what was meant by “mine”
For mine is yours and yours is mine
Doesn’t that sound just divine?
Not needing to procreate to form a clan
But understanding we are all part of the same plan
My story is your story; your pain has been mine
Let us lay down these cords now attached to the old
Transforming them with swords made from brilliant Light
So that the new can be told, not from the old mold
But from a plane of our higher sight, our higher mind
Where words can be wondrous And love holds All
So breathe your breath with your brothers and sisters
and stand tall
Walk together through the door
Leaving the old to be released and loved by the Light
No longer driving you to wishes of taking flight
Walk into the realms now where the dark meets the Light
So you do not need to carry any more fright
Softening, then softening some more
Melting into golden rivers of Light
Flowing, glowing brilliantly in your love
Creating from joy, from our fate of the healed heart
For this is our place
Our natural born state
Janet Elshiana
