On angels wings π₯
Above the realm of mortal sight, Where heavenly hosts take gentle flight, An angel's wing, a gentle breeze, Swept me upward, to ethereal seas. With feathers soft as morning dew, And light as sunshine, pure and true, The wing enfolded me, a peaceful nest, And I, a soul, found heavenly rest. On angel's wings, I soared above, The world's turmoil, lost in endless love, The wind beneath, a gentle song, As heaven's beauty, unfolded strong. With every beat, my heart took flight, In harmony with celestial light, The rhythm of heaven's symphony divine, Echoed within, a sweet, sweet sign. In realms of glory, I beheld His face, A love so pure, it filled the space, The angel's wing, a shield of grace, Protected me, in a warm, embracing space. And when I fell, back to earthly ground, The angel's wing, still echoed sound, A whispered promise, forever near, "On angel's wings, I'll always be here.
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