Angel Wings a poem for the little ones and the mother's who bring them

Angel Wings

A song for the children of the earth and the mothers who bring them.

Angel Wings

Love

Angel Wings

A baby has angel wings; you can see them, and smile, as their freedom reigns

Being high on life is not just a sang

We have so much Inside of us to brighten our way

To feel more of your soul – Feel free till we’re old – To do what is right and not what we’re told

Opening our God gland – Our internal pine cone – accessing more, that is the point

Yes, my friends, absolutely free – I desire for the expansion of we

To return to the one, to our origin

We all must find – that home, that home once again

Thank you for you, love, and thank you for we

A baby has can see and has angel wings

Sing from your soul now so we can all see

Sing out loud love, sing till we’re free

Your light is so bright it helps us to be

Eyes closed we visit the palace of love…the infinite home inside all of us

I hope you know, you are the song, child, so open your notes, let your beauty flow

Share what you will – so the world can hold

Candles and lanterns lit brightly in their homes

The home you provide when you sing us your song.

Shamanista – our earth – healer of all, you are the life-giver that births us and moves us along.

Give us love, give us life, give us freedom – that’s right

Take what we don’t need keeping us all up at night

Hold us close, hold onto our hands, and give us big hugs

Thank you, sweet mother, for all of your love

Fill us with grace and teach us good ways

You give us energy and hold our spirits high

Being high on life is not just a sang

With love, let us grow, let us all grow back our wings.

A baby is an angel with wings; you can see them, and smile, as their freedom reigns

A baby is an angel with wings; you can see them, and smile, as their freedom reigns

Yes, we can!

Aho – Madre Grande de Amor!