🔵 By Ian Lockhart. Photo by lauragrafie.
Today, in the midst of my troubles,
I heard the voice of an angel.
Her lips moved for the very first time.
She spoke to me touching that very spot
I thought no longer existed.
Her words traveled deep to that special place
Where my most optimistic hopes abides,
Where my most enchanting dreams are kept alive
Where ym deepest emotions reside,
And, where my innermost thoughts are protected,
Locked away, safe and warm.
Deep within my soul is an eternal source of happiness.
Her words needed no persmission to invade this special place.
Her words replaced some of what was taken from me.
Isolation has robbed me of so many things,
Blessings, hopes and dreams that it seems
I lost touch with self and all that it embodies.
It was the sincerity in her voice
And the softness thereof
That rubbed me the right way.
Today in the midst of my troubles,
I heard the voice of an angel.
Her lips moved for the very first time.
She spoke to me, touching that very spot
I thought no longer existed.
I heard the voice of an angel …