Heavenly Visit

An angel came to me in my sleep

Slowly speaking with small words

Asking for and giving mercy

And forgiveness to all of the people

And heavenly creatures

A miracle of mercy dissolving

At the time of awakening

Language of The Trees

We live in a noisy

World, everyone scream

Around you

Making big dramatic gestures

Meaning nothing or very little

To hear and see the miracle

Look down

Bend down

To the ground

Listen with your ear

To the ground

Learn the language of the trees

They will be your best

Friends

Miracles 

I am waiting for a miracle 

That I know 

Will never happen 

I am still calm

Maybe I don’t 

Need miracles

Anymore