This was born from an experience I had some years ago. I was moving through space, tumbling end over end and laughing like I’ve never laughed before. Such joy! It was and is indescribable but here I gave it my best shot. Our member, Hallowed, inspired me to share this after he posted a beautiful poem he wrote after one of his experiences filming UFO’s.
THE STUFF OF ANGELS kim calkins
Somewhere beneath that haze of sleep
Where fairies dance and babies weep
Where colored wisps of lavender
Turn into lilac’s messengers
Each bloom a whisper
Each leaf a rhyme
Each blossom sings
Her song sublime
No time for melancholy here
No place for voiding, voiceless fears
A harmony of light and laughter
Tumbling, rolling ever after
A sudden flight where end on end
I hear the squeals delight in them
Such joy I can’t remember when
My voice is filled with seraphim
The stuff of angels feels like snow
And crowns the spirit all aglow
So bright and light and snowflake white
Like feathers if you wear them right
Somewhere beyond that dreamy state
Where sunlight sleepwalks very late
And morning’s grace invites the rays
To shower yet another day
Each water drop a prayer
And every dewdrop is a kiss
Each ray of sunshine on my brow
Awakens me to here and now
As I lay waking from my sleep
With Mr. Sandman in my wake
A smile gives way to giggles here
And now inside my joy is near
Oh thanks Lucille. <3
A beautiful poem.
Very nice, Kim! I’ve written a song or two that can be interpreted as being about angels. But my lyrics are of less sophisticated syntax than your poetry. 🙂
Thanks Stevie. I wrote that years ago. I remember how effortless it was. I was still in that moment of joy – of bliss after this spontaneous experience I had suddenly. Perhaps it needs your music?
While you’re here and reading, that radio broadcast that Dana posted below Bright Garlick’s accounting of his encounter is really good. The author, Alec, recounts some similarities to Bright’s accounting. They both describe their environment as being “biologic” and responsive. Just thought I’d mention. You seemed to enjoy Garlick’s vids.
Thanks for reading my poem. Blessings, Kim
Beautiful!
Wonderful poem Kim, you have a real creative talent there! 🙂