Outlined against the blue so very deep <br />With bare feet planted firmly on the clouds <br />The angels furled their robes in glorious sweep. <br />They graced the sky with multitudes, their proud <br />Sweet hosts of voices blending with the wind; <br />They sang a melody so pure, so true <br />It rang afar with breath of angelkind. <br />Endowed with drifts of multicolored hue <br />They stood-I saw them there, and as they rang <br />Earth's face with Heaven's psaltery of sound, <br />Transfixed, I watched and listened as again <br />With lifted arms they raised their noble crowns; <br />Triumphantly their golden trumpets played. <br />Triumphantly their golden trumpets played.<br /><br />Kate Wiley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-on-the-clouds/
