The Angels
Esther Allen 1966 (National city, California)
The Angels
We will return into your world
With scene and plot- the play unfurls
We’ll take our stage on mortal planes
Where you’ll find that “love” is the only way
to dissolve all darkness that remains
When we come down like sweet warm rain…
And though you thought your heart was broken
and all that you learned-
You learned from pain
Forgiveness entered-
And your fetters were broken
Then love returned to your hearts again
With form so golden “bright pristine”
The energies of “The One Supreme”
“Mother” “ Father” my eye doth glean
Awaiting your “arrival”- and the
Balance that you’ll bring.
With love- In you, my heart delights
So many adventures-
in the middle of the night
I’ve waited and prayed and called out
many times
Your messages returned in the form of
“many rhymes”
“Mother” “Father” please come home
I’ve waited here so long “alone”
Do you remember- how we laughed and played
How we symboled and sang
To hold our memories in place
Waiting so long for your “warm embrace”
Drifting on the current of the Milky Way
I lost your light- when I lost my way
So I’d wish upon the stars each day
Please come home- (this time stay)
So evil desired will forever - go away.
Let men stand and not be broken
Let the “laws of the universe”
be spoken
Let love- teach us “ALL” “The Way”
“Father”- “Mother” “God”…
Come home to stay.
About this poem
I wrote this poem imagining what it would be, like, if the angels were returning to us to help us, save our beautiful life here on this planet
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Written on July 28, 2017
Submitted by esthera.44772 on October 10, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | X A A B A C D X C D X E X E X X A A X XA X X X X X A A B B B B B D A B X B |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,503 |
Words | 312 |
Stanzas | 37 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
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