These are words not from me. This love we wish to replace bring us face to face with a whole new kind of pace. So why for do we seek that which makes us weak? Why even take a peek? Why do we wish to hold ice on a night that we are cold when love and warmth unfolds. So why hold fast to what won’t last? What’s in the past has left love behind in search to find what has left resigned…
And that is all that there is right now. I managed to put that on a page that had a definition of an angel. I thought that would be something worth sharing. “A messenger of God characterized by having wings and a halo one that is perfect, GOOD and beautiful. One sent to watch over and protect. The Guardian….and that is our job on earth.
Mogli Jonathon
