“When the song of the angels is stilled,
when the star in the sky is gone,
when the kings and princes are home,
when the shepherds are back with their flocks,
the work of Christmas begins: to find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among the people, to make music in the heart.”
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The page I have done is purely and simply symbolic
of angels. I have come to think the way
a Medicine Man described angels to me:
that beings from the other side can come to visit and when they come,
they come faster than the speed of light, so the light follows after them and it looks as if feathers are
attached to their backs. This
description has always felt right to my soul since it is a more scientific way
to explain the why of things.
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