In My Arms

Whispered to the angels to send
you my love and the angels sang
back from the heavens above.

Good night my sweetheart, rest
peacefully now, I'm hear waiting
with a silly smile.

Whispered to the angels to send
you my love and the angels sang
back from the heavens above.

My pillow awaits you, so close
your eyes and allow your love
to infuse.

Whispered to the angels to send
you my love and the angels sang
back from the heavens above.

My heart beat, your heart beat
rythimically as one, while we
embrace with kisses and hugs.

Whispered to the angels to send
you my love and the angel sang
back from the heavens above.

Sweet dreams, moon beams
are waiting for us, so close
your eyes and feel my love.

Whispered to the angels to send
you my love and the angel sang
back from the heavens above.


September is a rather peculiar month, it is definetly a month of change. The cold nights have encouraged the northern trees to begin the transformation from summer to the season of autumn. The colors of the leaves already range from bold orange, firey reds to an array of yellow and browns. In my personal life September always had a special celebration, it was the month that began a spiritual reformation or the introduction to my self awareness. In many instances I found over the years a lapse in time where I lost the spiritual freedom necessary to bring a self fulfilment.
Expectation, I always thought that expectation was a word of trickery. The anctipation or the predeterimination of what time offers can be quite dissappointing. Yet we can't go through life without personal goals nor a certain amount of determination. Throughout my life I had one set of demands which seemed to fall short of my request. I ask only for a state of normalcy. But I soon realized normal was differet to different people. We would end up in a heavy discussion of what was normal. I considered it to a be walk through life through the middle of the road, no extremes on one end or the other. In this state of normal I expected that which I had given. It wasn't as if I was asking those around me to conform to the common thought, but I had hoped for what my mind saw as a state of sanity.
I felt many times pulled in and weighted down by the a heaviness of spirit. Some how I tried to balance it all, by taking the positive and using it as the ground work for survival and working through the negativity. It wasn't a sense of right and wrong, but a variation of dreams and desire for all that we can be. For the past two weeks I screamed in silence as I dealt with an entanglement with the people who surround me.
I realized I was set on a teeter tot where the strenght of the opposite became my weakness. My strength was in my ability to set my soul free and yet I felt smothered as if those who ruled the darkness also controlled my soul. I felt a sickness take hold and my mind toyed with me as if I had given in and no longer could battle that which I did not believe in. Like a infectious disease gone array I grasped to find a cure. How could those who claim to love manipulate the ugliness so that it may prevail.
Overwhelmed by my responsibilities I began to remove the weight one by one and still I felt like a train that had become derailed. Nothing about the last few weeks felt natural, for every step forward I took, I felt as I were being pushed twice as far back. It wasn't a day in the making it was years and years. I felt for the first time hate inside of me, hate of the limitations placed upon my soul. As I began to write the words they seem to be nothing other than my spirits out cry for one moment of peace.
September it was the month that unlocked the gates of despair and gave to life a new meaning. I fought the battle of time to keep close that which didn't belong to me. I am not sure what was heavier the tears of my heart or those of my soul. Draw the curtains and you'll see revealed a lifetime of heartache which still had not healed.

I don't think life is meant to be this hard.

The walk along the river with you by myside gives to me a gift for both the heart and mind. The images vivid as the sunlight on the shore and still I find each moment has me begging for more.

Sings>In my arms rest an angel, in my heart I hold the dreams ,
from the moment you said hello
and gave your love to me.


My soul was desperate and
it almost gave on in, until
we collided in the heavens
where our life again begins.

In my arms rest an angel,

in my heart I hold the dreams,

from the moment you said hello

and gave your love to me.

I wasn't looking and it was all

by surprise that I had met you

my love as you took the reigns

of time.

In my arms rest an angel,

in my heart I hold the dreams,

from the moment you said hello

and gave your love to me.

Days feel like minutes and the

years are quickly passing by,

and had it not been for your

love, I would have gone out

of my mind.

In my arms rest and angel,

in my heart I hold the dreams,

from the moment you said hello

and gave your love to me.

Winter feels like spring time

as you devour the storms of

life and replace them with the

sunshine that gives to my soul

the sight.

In my arms rest and angel,

in my heart I hold the dreams,

from the moment you said hello

and gave your love to me.

Kisses sweet as honey are always in

my dreams and the magic of the

moment brought you to me.

In my arms rest and angel,

in my heart I hold the dreams,

from the moment you said hello

and gave your love to me.

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