THOUGHTS BECOMING WORDS
I wish that I could tell you what the angels say to me
Of all the love and caring that each one might share with Thee.
To try and tell the people of the love that you bestow
Upon each and every growing spirit living here below.
I try to find the words to show the secret that you care.
The secret of your love for us that all of us may share.
We are the light of God they say, sparks cast upon the cosmic
Sea. Each tiny spark developing into souls like you and me.
God, you gave us life and gave us will to see what we would do.
To see if we could find the lighted pathway home to you.
The path is full of twists and turns, not easy that's for sure!
We join our hands and share the days which help us to endure.
When list'ning to the inner-voice from one's own higher self,
We're conscious that the pathway is revealed by god - itself.
The sep'ratness you feel inside is only in your mind.
There is no space that can't be filled when you're the loving kind.
Each thought and act of kindness is your display of love.
This love returns a thousand fold - blessings from above.
As we fill our hearts with love and our sparks of god do grow,
We shine as beams of light for others, that they too may know.......
We are guided by his helpers, the Angels of God's light.
They''ll show the chosen pathway home to God is good and right.
The words do come that I may share what angels say to me.
With angels lighting up the path, we find our way to Thee!
Marian MacNeil,C.HT. 1986
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