Remember

Do you
Remember...
Early
Each and every morning,
As our minds
Slip
Past
The grasp of slumber,
There is a window.

Do you
Remember...
Late
Each and every evening,
As or bodies lay
Still
And asleep,
There is a window.

Do you
Remember...
Stepping through that secret
Window,
As our spirit slipped
Its shackles and we danced
Away quite freely
As the angels sang in unison...
Join us,
Join us-
And so we did.
Do you remember?And do you
Remember...


Flying through the night's
Clear sky,
Dancing wildly into heaven,
Laughing,
Leaping,
Loving.

Do you
Remember...
Walking arm in arm
With
God,
Sitting at the feet of ancient masters,
Learning lessons of the truth
Of our being,
Healing light,
And peaceful living.
Do you remember?

Do you
Remember...
Holding hands with dearest
Angels
Climbing high on sacred mountains,
Chanting prayers and holy mantras,
To the Goddess
and her sisters.
Do you remember?

Early
Each and every morning,
And
Late
Each and every night,
There is a window,
Remember.

Eric. P. MCCarty
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Marilyn Plummer

Inda, thank you so much for posting that poem. It has always been one of my favorites of Eric's work. There is just something about that one that stirs my heart in ways I can't put into words.

Thank you dearSusan, this poem is one of my favorites as well.


Angels can be a comforting presence
when life is so unpredictable.

Anonymous

The night cries on

And the night cries on
As if alone-
Though a thousand angels
Weep along.

And these tears that fall
I gather close-
To merge and mingle as my own.

Yet still the night cries ever on.
Perhaps ten thousand tears
Will fall-
The nights,
My own,
And a thousand angels
Who weep along.

Eric P. McCarty


Albrecht Durer

Friendship angel poems :

When I have no one to turn to
And I am feeling kind of low,
When there is no one to talk to
And nowhere I want to go,
I search deep within myself
It is the love inside my heart
That lets me know my Angels are there
Even though we are miles apart.

A smile then appears upon my face
And the sun begins to shine.
I hear a voice, so soft and sweet
Saying, 'Everything will be just fine'
It may seem that I am alone
But I am never by myself at all.
Whenever I need my Angels near
All I have to do is call.

An Angel's love is always true
On that you can depend.
They will always stand behind you
And will always be your friend.
Through darkest hours and brightest days
Our Angel's see us through
They smile when we are happy, and will cry when we are blue..

Thanks for being my Angel my friend
I will be there for you until the end.

http://www.indianchild.com/angels.htm

May the angels embrace the victims and their loved ones that suffered from the earthquake in Italy.

Love, Inda
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