The Angel

“No, I never saw an angel, but it is irrelevant whether I saw one or not. I feel their presence around me.” ~Paulo Coelho~ Angel. Love. Embraced by winged cloak. ¬†Touched deep. Grounded firm and tight. Saved from drowning not once, but twice. Surrounded in white light. Growing. ¬†Aging. White light fades. Darkens gray. Babies,Continue reading “The Angel”

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