Imagine snowflakes were tiny
Angels falling from the sky…?
A flurry of grace,
Gently kissing our skin with coolness,
Purity, lightness and kindness…
Gates of heaven opening, to allow
Their playful and whimsical flight down
To earth…enlivening, enriching, hope-filling,
Awakening heavy, slumbering
Hearts and spirits,
Calming fiery souls…
Emotions, otherwise running rampant,
Across the globe.
Angels, some one hundred million
Strong…really too many to count!
Selflessly cascading down,
Tiny treasures leaving cloud nine,
Making their earthly descent,
To cushion our footfalls,
On the hardest, bleakest,
Most barren places.
Blanketing our world,
In peace, love and calm,
For a moment…
Then disappearing back,
Into nothingness.
(A magical winter’s tale to spark the imagination and melt
frozen hearts…May angels walk with you!)
-Gilda Patricia
gildaspoems 