Window on the World

While laying in hospital
I had a very unique window on the world.

The ravens flew in a courting dance.
The snow blew around in a swiling trance.
The medication was filling my brains.
The dream I was living was mine to claim.
The trains roared by in the middle of the night.
The air ambulance made its emergency flight.
The healing and loving that filled that place
Has filled my heart.

That window I will not erase.

How would you Know?

An Angel Feather Left Behind

Image by Bruce McKay Yellow Snow Photography via Flickr

Unless

you have been held

in the arms of Angels


How would you know


How It felt


How It healed


How It quieted

a restless Soul


Unless you have been held

in the arms of Angels


How would you Know?

I could tell you

of my experience


Being held

 healed

made whole.


But unless you have

that blessing

for yourself


How would you know?