What the Angels See

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What the Angels See

Angel choirs sing open the gates of dawn

That eager souls might rise with warming air

Beyond treetops, beyond clouds, beyond dreams,
Expanding beyond the body of home
Beyond the few words that tell their stories,
Needing no rest but lighting on branches
Of the World Tree rooted in the Earth's soul,
Sheltering us in its eternal embrace.
At home forever, forever at peace.

Author: Sandy Lee Carlson

Photo: Maddison McMurrin on Unsplash