Life with its rotational tides rushes by with undulating speed. We fall into the snares of complacency without the presence of thought to our senses.
We share with one another, our lives, but fail to rest in the moments of peace… the time when the most common of our senses seems receptive.
In the moments of creativity… of taste and smell, within the breath of life and the sights of love, the Angels peer upon us and move in wonder among the creatures before them.
If our angels stand in wonder over us, as magnificent as the Creator has made them, should we not be still for a moment and absorb the gift they afford us?
They live for eternity…but we have been given the gift of mortality… and of choice…
Shannon R Killman
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