THE ANGEL SYLPH

Soft as the dew
On the grass in the morning,
Tender as the petal
Of the rose newly opening.
Searching for answers
Like Eve in Eden
She spreads her newfound wings
And searches for her children.

‘Oh come with me
My precious seeds,
My awakening wings
Shall quench your needs.
From angelic states
I can offer you calmness,
With every soothing touch
I’ll ease you with gentleness.
Human in form
But divine in existence,
I come as your healer
To earn me my innocence.

In grace we’ll step,
Ethereal we will rise,
In harmony we’ll soar
To the celestial skies’.

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All artwork and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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