silent angel
silent angel
by the midst of moon and stars,
a song of lullaby,
to silent the drops.
stroking a child of an empty heart,
warming his bed in a winter night.
spreading thy wings,
to shield that emptiness,
shining thy love to break that solemn.
lighting thy path to the Golden Gate,
for this child is safe in your wings of love.
without your wings,
a burden behind.
thy have no strength to uplift it,
until you come to strengthen thee.
for your carriage is warm and safe,
carrying me through the darkest swamp.
lifting me in the light of fairies,
you are my silent angel.
my silent angel, my silent angel.
this child is yours from birth to death.
my grace for you to guard this child.
my grace, my grace.
by the midst of moon and stars,
a song of lullaby,
to silent the drops.
stroking a child of an empty heart,
warming his bed in a winter night.
spreading thy wings,
to shield that emptiness,
shining thy love to break that solemn.
lighting thy path to the Golden Gate,
for this child is safe in your wings of love.
without your wings,
a burden behind.
thy have no strength to uplift it,
until you come to strengthen thee.
for your carriage is warm and safe,
carrying me through the darkest swamp.
lifting me in the light of fairies,
you are my silent angel.
my silent angel, my silent angel.
this child is yours from birth to death.
my grace for you to guard this child.
my grace, my grace.
posted by Melyong at 1:27 PM
3 Comments:
another one i like... it's very meaningful [but then again, all your poems have a meaning to it, right?] but this one is very touching. it reveals vulnerability and comfort...
well thanks anyways yeah all my poems have meanings behind it.
Where do you get the ideas? Lol... never mind. Very touching, very sweet, just loved it. Keep it up and god bless.
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