Angels

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I hear of talk
about angels sent from the lot of stars.
I hear of talk
about stars
falling from the lot of skies, landing on the earth
where human beings are born.
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I hear of talk
about a place where angels speak of affection
and the silence after the rain
heaves further a distance
from my breath and the clouds.
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Perhaps it's not people
that make up short stories or their situations.
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I hear of long explanations.
I listen to the kingdom of god
reveal itself infinitely like mild dew.
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The Birthday Weekend

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In short it was simply wonderful. I've never felt more content with what I have and the never needing to discuss how it all went, simply means I'm happy right now and extremely grateful.
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