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TO BE AN ANGEL
by Maurice A. Williams Were I a spirit: thought and soul, No body weigh me down; As free as wind to come and go, Pure thought, no words, no sound. Exist outside of space and time! No change! No need to grow From infancy to fully prime. From whence I came, I'd know. Here now! Pure nothingness before. Dear Lord, I knew that You Created me to You adore. How could that not be true? Maurice A. Williams Author of "Apocalypse: Four Horsemen Three Woes." http://www.geocities.ws/mauricewms2003. Williams is a semi-retired Director of R&D and still works as a consultant. He is married, lives at home, and has four children and six grandchildren. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |