My Poetry

Angel Bending Low

“Every blade of grass has it’s angel that bends over it and whispers, ‘Grow, grow.”   ~ The Talmud

to Simon, thank you

the angel
stands behind me
bending low
whispers to
my ear:

it is time





and I do.

angel bending low
with the eyes
of knowing

softly says
precious one
grow, grow.

and I do.

4 thoughts on “My Poetry

    • Hi Ivory,

      Thank you.

      This is one of my favorite poems, that I have written.


      It makes me feel loved and reminds me that I am not alone, in healing and in life.



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