THE QUESTION OF ANGELS

The Angels have gathered
Have come with much love
To tell us profusely about rising above
They talk of creation as though it were us
Could it be they are just making a fuss?

Surely they cannot mean that at all
That humans so small cannot take a fall?
Just take on the notion that we are all one
And then we’ll find this life to be fun?

Surely they cannot convince us of this
That humans are greater than anyones bliss?
Collectively making a life here on earth
Striving for goodness and love from our birth?

These angels are loving and caring it’s true
They follow us ’round from the place that we grew
Picking up pieces that we leave by the way
Ever so gentle and peaceful each day

Stop now and embrace them
Stop now and delight
Stop now for the purpose to rejoice in their plight

Ask them and thank them and continue to grow
With a love like no other
Let it be so!