Angel Dust
Thoughts of light, like angel dust,
Settle upon my HEART
And I am reminded that I do not work alone.
Upon the palm of word and form
I may UNFOLD
And therefore see by their Truth.
I am led along the treasure hunt of my Soul
With resolution and calm
To seek the end of all philosophy—
To at last
Enter INTO a knowledge of LIGHT.
The arc of Purpose holds me ever under its wing
Within its flower of high endeavor.
I am helped across the brief pages of time
With fresh insight
Knowing that all will be well.
4 Responses to “Angel Dust”
I love this, James. Such a beautiful acknowledgement of faith. It makes me think of the birds that circle the globe, returning home without knowing where home is (and yet they know). Even in the dark, they know light. Truly exquisite, as is the recording. Thank you for the gift of you. ~ Much ever, Bobbie
Thank you, Bobbie. You are always such an inspiration! James.
Beautiful writing!
Thank you – I look forward to sharing more. James.