Friday, June 30, 2006

Angels rising ~ As I walked with the dogs I glanced to the west and saw the fine feathery pink wings. Millions ascending. They were rising to the sky, to the heavens. I kept checking and soon noticed many lined up, high in the west. I saw solid lines of pink, glorious wings shining brightly. As the sun dropped, the colour of the ascending wings changed to burgundy. The more mature angels, wings not quite so bright? As their numbers in the heavens grew, the vision gentled ~ pink amidst the fluffy baby blue. Many wings entwined, side by side. Their softness appeared more cottony.
They rose even higher so I could no longer see the pink. Only fluffy blue clouds lingered as I quietly said good night to the sun.
Good night sun.

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