Temperance
The temperance of waiting The desire of light The road keeps on stretching The longing inside keeps on Every spirit of loving holds my hand and sings in my ear and I keep on listening but I still want you near I keep asking where is the devotion? Why not? And then the whispering angels say it again There is no not Time is an illusion in process and ethereal peace and there is no end even as we speak I feel peaceful abandon And then I feel it no more I feel loving connection And then I feel your fear And then the cloud drifts above me Fluffy and light in the shape of a heart I close my eyes I smile I know temperance is waiting and wanting some more yet you are not here and the angels sing quietly "Faith is believing something good will happen..." ~ Michelle Gamble-Risley