When Angels gather may their work together become clear.

When words of wisdom are given breath may they chase away our old friend death.
May I be given ears that hear the beat of wings when angels draw near.

Bless me friends with an able heart so that I your student might play his small part.

In meditation do not seek.
Listen to your body
It will speak.

Run thoughts of ultimate kind,
Steer a flow of compassion
Let them soften your mind.

Absorb the body into your mind,
Release your mind from the body’s grasp.
Free the being to a new way of seeing.

If the secret are the ways,
Bringing gifts of great sight
If silent is the voice
That banishes dark drops with iridescent light.
If well trodden is the path that cuts short the journey’s goal
Then certain, transmutation make a person whole.

Great gift of loving ways
Huge amounts of giving days,
Small falls at angel’s feet
Divine and holy is the space in which they meet.

Attachment, aversion; both ignorant diversions Acceptance, embrace are divine grace.
Projection, imagination; two close cousins,
Contemplation concentration are brothers in flight, search for illumined sight.

Open the door of reality
Diamond Angels come to me
Help me see
The path called free

Responses:

1. Very Nice.................? , posted by Richard , 03/02/09, 12:41:42.
   1. Verse , posted by Satya , 03/02/09, 17:03:47.
      1. Verse , posted by Richard , 05/25/09, 16:30:14.

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