(This is dedicated to my sweet angelic friend Kim)

Angelic Radiance
By: Noah Eaton
12/9/01

Amid the silver clouds shielding Luna’s face
A warm smile projects from an angel’s gaze
Shrouds of feathers blanket a child as she sleeps
Her eyes are hemmed with gossamer stars which she receives

She holds a Bible under her arm, bookmarked with a blue rose
Syringe of faith perforating the unrest that encumbers below
Her caresses her cotton cheek with a glove of porcelain
Curfews compensated for promises sparkling within

And the angel whispers in her ear, “I will spread my wings,
And guide you with all my heart’s content and make you all you can be!”
Fear not, your spirit will always rest in Hands of Light
Your wings shall be brandished in bronze, bringing love to many eyes

So the angel spreads her wings, wearing the northern lights like a scarf
Wearing the stars like a nightgown, swaying embers afar
Resting another gentle spirit in His carriage
Holding loves notion to devotion, reflecting the light’s prowess

In the night the angel took flight
Offering guidance to each and every spirit blithe
Loves spirit singing from a child’s soul
In the arms of an angel, shining pure as gold

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (edited 12-09-2001).]

Alone in the dark, through my thoughts comfort I do seek, through my words I find peace.

a life lived unexplored is a life not worth living.