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What is Rain?

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What is rain but
Angels that fall from the sky?
Sacrificing themselves
To bring the world back to Life

Be an angel. Be the rain.
Be a human of service
The reason for scented flowers
In the soul of anothers’ life

Send them your prayers
Show them your love
It matters not if
It’s a simple smile or
A single hug

Don’t be afraid
Rain returns to its source
When you give to others
You end up
Helping yourself

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Dedicated to Belinda at http://busymindthinking.com/ for the idea and for being a source of scented flowers in many people’s lives.

Love Knows

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Do you know of Love?
For Love knows of you
Every smile and every tear
Every thought and every breath

Love is so deeply in love
Yearning to be with you
She is patiently waiting
Eyes never waiver untrue

Oh what overwhelming beauty
Only seen in angels’ dreams
How come she sees Herself
When she looks at you?

Fall in love with Love’s perfection
She will fill that void
Pouring herself inside of you
Until she drips down your sides

She will never leave
Even if you cheat
Her mercy is so vast
It makes mockery of the seas

Love is always there
As long as you return
She knows your weaknesses
She is Love, She doesn’t care!

Turn to her
In your time of need
Let Love embrace you in her arms
Healing all things with a single touch

Then make love to Love
Alas, the two of you unite
Its impossible to describe
How in union, you are Love and she is You

Don’t Judge

I stand at the pulpit watching

Their eyes beckon me to speak

My soul screams in silent anguish

For I cannot give them what they desire

These words have beginnings and ends

And no heart finds content in things that die

Even if woven into angelic melodies

At best speech serves to point the way

My thoughts lash out

Do you not see? Your whole being seeks experience

You cannot just listen – you must follow the way

My soul gently reproaches me

“Did you not sit where they sit now?”

I nod my head in agreement

“Do you save or does the One save?”

I bow my head in shame

“When they are ready they shall receive”

I understand now but there is more

“Don’t judge too quickly

There are many that you see but fail to perceive”

In a flash golden-white crowns appear above their heads

They are well on their way and much further along than I

For the space above my head is empty

Now I know how wrong it is to judge too quickly