Wednesday, March 02, 2005

IN THE HANDS OF AN ANGEL

drifting in and out of the haze
here i lay and here i will stay
in the hands of an angel, i sleep
fearing nobody or nothing can destroy me
i look into her eyes and feel safe
for in her hands, i will stay
outside elemental changes are forming fast
but nothing or nobody will take me from her hands

© 1994 thomas bates

1 comment:

Dream said...

I really love this Poem great job!
*goes back to read more*