Oh, it can silence your song of love,
that voice of judgment in your ear;
lock you up dark in that prison of fear.
Release the heart of your courage, then;
break those bars, spread your wings,
let loose your golden voice to sing,
Angel that you are.
Release the pain that holds you tight,
dance to the tune of the moon above,
breathe in vibration and exhale . . . love.
Seek for your wings in the vision mirror,
live your life in the eternal Now
and cry your freedom in a spirit vow,
Angel that you are.
Lift the human veil and you’ll find
under the skin, into the soul
the gossamer wings that make us whole.
Hear those wings beating in rhythm
with inspiration to create anew
the flow of love in me and you
Angel that you are.
Feel the power in your starry eye,
know your soul in that golden flight,
your wings spread out to catch the light.
Angel that you are
© 2000 Joanne Clendenen (Sprott)
Just a little feathered whisper on who you really are. Feeling angelic today. 🙂