Good-morning Angels
who carry backpacks of love,
inside my third eyes vision.

Good-day all cherubs,
as you spread
feather-like wings gracefully  

Your woven magnificence
spiraling in through mind.

Good-afternoon angels
who vibrate with flight plan
to bring energies into heart.

Good post-meridian guardians,
as you whisper in wind
so heart expands to feel blessed.

Your ethereal bodies arrive divinely
to gather wishes for felicity.  

Good-evening angels
who hold me in your visions
to guide me for peace.

Good-evening celestial ones
as you place rose petals sweet scents about
and I drift into incandescent dreams.

You all wrap me with love so grand
as I say my gratitude.

StarBG © 2017