Angel Wings


Angel Wings

In the early morning light
I awake to find a memory lingering
Feeling the presence of something
Lightly brushing across my face
Embracing my very being
I hear no sounds
As the lingering surrounds
I arise from my thoughts and dreams
Feeling the morning sun
upon my face
A spirit fills my heart with memory
As I reach for that embrace
Warming from the sun it becomes a reality
The soft brush of angel wings is what I feel
Pure spirit brought from love afar
A presence felt deep in my heart
Filling a partial void
This awakening without a voice
Encircling my being with tenderness
Angel wings
Lightly brushing me
Embracing my heart with memory 



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Original Midi "Mist"
Composed and Sequenced
by Andy Klapwyk
Used with permission


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