Sarephim's World Of Magick

Angel

Oh Angel you sit in silent contemplation,
Show me how you perceive gods creation,
Speak to my heart and I will hear,
The silence held in your golden tear,

Why do you walk by my side?
Yet still in invisibility you hide,
Don�t think for a moment I don�t know your there,
When I can smell the golden aura of your hair,

Your presence fills my every moment,
Easing my every pain or torment,
I dance with you in my dreams,
And I know that life is not what it seems,

You spend your days watching over me,
Tell me Angel, what is it you see,
What is it that fascinates you so?
That�s one of the things I'd like to know,

You've seen me laugh; you've seen me cry,
You watched me kiss my daughter a final goodbye,
You've seen me hate, you've seen me love,
You've watched me fall to my knees and pray to God above,

So tell me Angel, What is it you see?
When through angelic eye's you look at me,
In my heart I hear the Angel sigh,
As he formulates his reply,

"Oh Sarah, you make me laugh,
With all these questions that you ask,
Isn't it enough that I am here,
When you are alone or when you fear".

Copyright �2002 Sarah Earnshaw