From time to time a spark is illuminated
Around us, unaware are we covered in shadows?
Shadows of past, glued to the present, sullying the future,
Haunting, howling taking the souls deep down,
Down to the level of loathsome irk,
Woven into the physical soul being’s web,
The true soul is lost, lost in the darkness,
Seems like seconds has bunged, suffocating the soul,
In the tangible slime of falsified emotions, delusions,
Moments these are, so short lived as angels arrive,
To rescue the souls and often a soul from time,
They aren’t the winged beings of immortality,
Sent from heaven, veiled in white, Oh! So pure angelic cloak,
With illumination of much luminescence, blinding the eyes,
Just are they, the ordinary souls with life so normal,
Sparking is their inner light, which is reflected through deeds,
Touching the another soul, lost in world of depression,
Past life is what brings the souls together, binding them,
Into dealings of love, hatred, friends, blood relations and soul mate,
Each of us allied for a cause, fulfilling the worldly tasks,
This connection is so electrifying, travels in the air,
Gently sometimes, harshly at times touching our lives,
Waking the dormant lying self, brings it to the physical surface,
What goes around comes back with full vigor,
The energy is transcending, oh! So invisible to be seen,
Angels are on earth, not residing in paradise so unseen,
Aren’t they living amid us, everywhere in this creation?
Human are they and so are we, angels are we and humans are they!
Touching each other’s soul in pain and despair,
A healing touch, words of comfort, companionship of love and warmth,
Angel could be a friend, soul mate, relatives of blood, so can be a stranger,
So can be you and me! We are all the same, same is us,
Angels are we ………… we are!