Angels

In that cone of power, by myself, I danced and I understood so many of the teachings of sacred books.

There’s no religion, I am a soul beyond a body and I am beyond that. No box coukd ever contain my spirit that is eternal. There, I understand the power of creation, of my own Will, capable of creating anything, in the infinitude of Space where Angels speak and send birds to my dreams. I am now beyond this body and my heart calls for the Guardians, Angels, Elements, by their many names.

In the infinitude of Love, the dissolution of doubt and uncertainty is a blessing that abides  beyond the secret gate at the secret hour.

Photographer: Chinadoll