To me three Angels did appear

it is one of the first poems I wrote.I considered myself an agnostic at the time.
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A sharp pain woke me from my sleep.
Inside my soul I felt the knife
I tried to make the pain abate
Without a change of life

But still the ache persisted;
I tried hard to forget;
Till I sat down in my garden chair,
And stayed with my upset.

The sun may shine,
the birds may sing
But that to me
no pleasure brings
Because of my regret.

As I sat still upon my chair
To me three Angels did appear,
And they are with me yet.

They took my  soul into their care,
With golden threads they’re sewing there,
Until the work’s complete.

My task is just to sit quite still.
And let God’s angels do His Will,
As I sit here at His Feet.


Express your feelings in the sonnet form

Especially when you’re sad and feel forlorn

No-one is an island none should be alone

For in our minds we’re one with all that’s born

Know thyself what does it mean

That we who see the worst are now redeemed?

And.tend the sacred cattle of the sun

Until we finish what we have begun

And leave this world much loved to others care

For we must do all that we dare

Then choose our inner eye for vision new

So our wisdom can itself renew.

As in the end we turn to ash or dust

Quiet and silent, dead, we make no fuss