Angels...

Aren't we all blessed by angels...there are so many around who flutters their wings...and they become the wind that's underneath our wings...which gives us strength to soar above and reach heavens above...these are the persons who keeps us bouyed and floating when it comes so easy to drown under and be over-ridden with mighty waves. They help us ride the waves and shed hope and light in the darkness of night. Indeed, we are told that the sun sinks to rise again; the day is swallowed up in the gloom of the night, to be born out of it, as fresh as if it had never been quenched...indeed may we shine as bright as the sun after rain!

Keep on flapping your wings my angel...you're the wind beneath my wings...