Writings for 2017

weeping angel

The weeping Angel
By Lisa Noe

I walk into the woods alone
I’m feeling peaceful but sad.
I’m dwelling on a serious problem,
One that faces the world.

I hear crying and I look around
There a person is crying, kneeling
Over the river, a waterfall cascades
Over a cliff and in to the river.

I go to the person to see if I can help
And he turns to me with a face that glowed
Like a lantern in the night.
“Why do you cry?” I ask him

“The world has gone in a direction from which
I don’t know if they will return. The people
Look to greed and power to worship.
Very few are Godly men,
who consider from whence they came

I am saddened by what I find on earth
Women painted like harlots
Men brutish and shameless
The Lord should be their shepherd
But His sheep have strayed

Far from finding friendship with the savior
For He looks for those who are meek and kind
Who know what is important in life
That humans are to be stewards of the land
And keeper of wildlife. But what do I find
The land has been raped and wildlife caged and killed.

I pray to all humanity reverse yourselves,
Repent for your own sake and for your loved ones.
The day shall soon come when the Savior will return as
A Warrior to cut down the wicked from the cities and fields.”

And the angel of God looked down upon me and spoke once more
“You have good intentions, you are God fearing and like the little child.
I will tell the savior of our talk”…

“But I’ve said nothing to you sir!”

“You needn’t speak to me, your thoughts spoke volumes, this is why I
was crying, because of your sadness and because you were thinking of others
in a loving way. The Father shall keep you in His mind.”

And with that being said the man simply evaporated into thin air.

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