CLEAR AS CRYSTAL
You can't steal Joy from the Angels...
You can't block their path...
You may choose to follow...
You may choose not...
For they are of Light...
They can be hated and persecuted for it...
For they know what the Journey takes and in which many things they must endure in the presence of their enemies...
May their memory remind them of their position and job they volunteered for?
The contract the veil has covered...
They have a time...
They have a season...
Did they choose Eternity?
Is that a promise they were given and received?
They are to look like you and me...
They endure where many have failed...
They know each other even when they're universally separated...
They know the scents in the dead season...
They are never further from the Arms of God that he can't grab them and hold them firm...
When God says That's My Child...
That is never a laughing matter...
They have a human body for a reason...
They may feel fear...
For they are human...
They face temptations...
For they have a human body...
They have something special that only God can see and they only recognize amongst each other...
They may receive a Crown that only God can take away...
They have a lot of responsibilities but, they only see it as their Knowing of what they have to do and be...
God says...
Child you are Special and no one can take that away...
That's why you're hated in the World...
They laugh while others would be...
Mad...
sparrowsong
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Oh my goodness beyond extraordinary dear sparrowsong beyond beautiful and beyond anything I've ever read on this so very special subject. Brava brava today I bow to your magnificent poetry. ⭐
Hello Shirley...
Thank you for your Heart Tap...
It's easy to be selfish...
I'm sure in many hearts they want to keep it all to themselves...
I'm going to Heaven and I don't care if you don't know what's waiting...
The Best Kept Secret...
Right?
Like a Treasure Hunter finding the Gold...
Fills the Pockets and don't say a word to anyone...
It's all mine they think...
Heaven and all that comes with it could be seen as THE GREATEST TREASURE of ALL!
Then we feel the Knowing in the importance of SHARING...
Thank you for your sweet comment and support!
sparrowsong
Human is what human does for the humanity in the peace-building of life; your poem resonates the theme- I think.