“Divine Messengers”
By: Forrest Rivers
Running through
Snow caped peaks
Picking up speed
With the cool air
On my back
And no worries
But this moment….
The freedom to be
Is enough for me
In this space, I see
When the horizon
Comes into focus….
Running faster
I move,
As golden wings appear
And I lift off
High above the mountains….
Soaring through
The great open sky
This love I find
With wise eagles approaching….
“Follow me,
These teachers say
Into the realms of higher knowing
To where we all are going,”
Nothing is impossible
When you keep the faith
True wisdom is our gate
Into a world
Where we all are soaring
As messengers of God’s glory.
