Welcome to Round 7 of Alphabe-Thursday, a weekly writing assignment from that darling schoolmarm, Jenny Matlock! We are starting a new series this week and here is my submission for the Letter "A".
I have always been awestruck at the Crepuscular rays (Angel's Stairs) of sunlight that emanate from the clouds, and have often thought about them guiding new souls on their ascension to Heaven. The following piece is not original (by me), but is very poignant, and very appropriate due to the recent disasters that have plagued not only Americans, but fellow citizens around the world. I acquired this piece from a friend, Mimi, who posted it shortly after the death of her son, Julian, from brain cancer.
ASCENSION
And if I go,
while you're still here...
know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure
--behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
so you must have faith.
I wait for the time when we can soar together again,
--both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to its fullest.
And when you need me,
just whisper my name in your heart,
...I will be there.
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10 comments:
Angel's Stairs rolls of the tongue more smoothly than Crepuscular rays.
I too love to see "angel stairs" in the sky!
I followed Julian's battle with cancer. He seemed to be such a sweet boy, and Mimi a courageous Mom!
Joining for the first time.
A is for Assateague
just beautiful...both photo and poem! :)
Beautiful - both the photo and the poem. I had not heard the term "Angel's Stairs" but now will always think of it when I see the sun shining through like that!
Beautiful! Now I know what to call them - angels' stairs. Very cool!
What a lovely post! You have touched our hearts.
Beautiful poem and photo! <3
This is a beautiful post especially for Memorial Day.
My husband died of cancer five years ago, but I feel his presence. I know he can see me through an angels veil, but I can't see him.
Your poem created a beautiful, visual image for me. Thank you.
That is beautiful.
Aw. Those are such beautiful words.
I always take time to admire "Angel stairs" when I see them.
They are absolutely breathtaking.
Thanks for linking.
A+
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