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" THROUGH ANGEL EYES "

" THROUGH ANGEL EYES "

They glide, like phantoms, and wicked sprites
Yet to compare such impurity, to angel eyes
Is far beyond the darkness's, ability to rise
Such holiness shines, behind, eyes so wise
There is simply no comparing...

While freely sharing, energy and light, the evil shimmers
Like phantoms, through the iron gates, they do dare to slither
But never can they compromise, the gentle golden glimmer
Beaming outward, without hesitation, angel eyes consider
The truth without comparing...

Thus all men's pleas, are seen and heard with ease
Softly chanting, "Behold, we see Adam walking freely."
And saved from any evil trespass, or dark conformity
The glorious King, answering, through angel eyes all is seen
Yes truly, there is no comparing...

Tony Taylor.  (Chicago)

 

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Georgina Richardson

Hi T`......Well done for another great piece and it worked perfectly for the topic of the month. Well written and well thought through sweetie, well done. I agree with Cherie, there is just a thin line between good and evil, but good out numbers evil and God will make sure of that too.

God bless

G xx

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Tony Taylor

YAY ~ Thanx GEORGIE!!...... glad you enjoyed this.........I have a few more ideas to deliver on your topics........... appreciate this Madame Ambassador!!.......... smiles...........T xo

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