Here from the realm of my past, life is more.
Here flesh and bone, their is so much pain and sorrow.
Souls of space and time have so much more to give.
Their spirit is far greater than here.
In my dreams, their wings are most precious of all.
Here I lost my wing, one must walk.
Angels of a thousand years or millennium.
In the silence of the night the dreamer dreams.
When I dream, there are angels here.
They live with in our hearts, and our souls.
But we are too blind to see beyond our souls.
They to come in time of our need.
See the Creator is more and he is all.
The light, that angels give, off, is far greater than ever.
In the realm, of my past life, it is greater than here
Souls or angels can be here or there around us.
So dream of angels and see all, and more.

