…
There is an Angel in my room;
And I brought Her with me;
As she invited Herself;
And offered me to follow me home:
From that
Dark stone with golden letters
One night on Yom Kippur
~
There is an Angel with me here;
In my room;
And She is white, {as angels tend to be};
[because]
::
She is light;
And light is Her being and Her Heart;
{there is a light flooding out of it [her Heart. is sapphire]} - —:
~ and the clearer blue the color, the light, close to aqua marine, the deeper the ocean
as sapphire and emerald dwells down there — the underwatersdream —
this dream (we call human life)
the stream and depth
of profound serenity
and the bliss of soul ~
~
There is an
Angel in my room;
Her Name is Life and Eternity
Haya, She said. When I asked Her what to call Her.
Because Haya means Life.
And as we walk and bow in silence; mesmerized
(by this dream called Human Life)
in amazing grace
~
There is an angel in my room
She lives here;
Now. Not always present, {as angels tend to be <or not to be>};
[because]
::
She is everywhere. And elsewhere too.
Among them
who to Her were closest;
: by heart
And as in Heaven;
On Earth. Spreading light;
The Light of Hope and Love {as angels tend to do <and always will to do>}
Forever to be blessed;
For us. The living
The ones left : in remembrance;
For me
In solitude.
Here. Stunned [and astonished; with a smile].
Yet
Never alone
I am. Because
with me;
Yes. With
me. There is
An Angel.
There is an angel in my room
In Memoriam
Catie Simone Avnet Lazarus חַיָּה
1976.4.26—2020.12.13
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