(c) Jannike Kayser      









Watched Over By Angels

Early morning breeze
Winter cold and freeze bones
Ornamental icicles melt
illuminated by the light
of sun
Rainbow colored water drops on
hieroglyphs with hidden secrets,
blessed and carved in stone
from Egypt
It feels like waking up from
a long deep sleep and that
soon spring birds will
scattered songs of hope;
No more war, misery and want
Peace in mind and the worlds
elusive dreams will for
ever be
watched over by angels

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