Angels cross my path with eyes that shine like bright stars. <br />They lift me up with their wings so i sear above all my whorries and burdens. <br />So they undo those whorries and burdens with the beauty of their souls, <br />to encourage us to live with the beauty of the soul also. <br />As our birthright demands, especially when we wander at those <br />moments we forgotten her. <br />With only one gentle reminder from an human angel they bring us back <br />to the everlasting beauty of souls amidst all on this world. <br />And so it is.<br /><br />Ruerd Visser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beauty-of-the-soul/
