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In The Arms Of An Angel

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,  
I will fear no evil;  
For You are with me;  
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me  
   
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow  
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow  
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence  
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas  
I have been reborn, may Deja vu moments allow me to connect the comfort of my rebirth, in the recognition of its orbital earthly christening  
   
My Lord, prepare my temple as I wallow in the end  
Allow me to feel your assurance in the wind  
My Creator, I have faith, I have loved, I have birthed from the passage of my womb  
Embrace my discomfort in the height of pain, as I just ask for rest when time slowly looms  
Give me more days, my footprints to imprint the sand  
The strength to smile, as I continue this journey of self-love, hold me steady when I can long stand  
I am here, I believe in miracles as life and rebirth, in its salvation, an eternal Crown promised to every child, woman, and man  
   
My sacred soul, you will receive as the calling of the new Dawn, my Sunrise and Sundown  
From the satisfied seeds of my DNA, the lineage of my generations shall continue on  
The lessons taught under the matriarchs of my family, will always be the reflection of their mother's Psalms  
   
I do not know what awaits on the other side    
Draw solace to be a treasure among the skies  
They tell me Pearly Gates, take that feeling with you each day  
Always find the time to pray  
I may not remember my voice once spirit asunder from my soul  
My Homecoming welcomed by loved ones of old  
   
I have the battle in me, when I get weary may my incantations still flourish from my mind  
When I close my eyes, I hear those Heavenly Chimes  
I was wo-man, unto man's rib, my body shall now commence  
 The universal reward as you , become one with the wind  
   
For the time I learned from the cradle to cry, my feet upon the paths I have carried my cross to bear  
Upon my beauty, I have loved, and unto others, always been fair  
The birds I hear chirp    
Towering trees swaying in the breeze, my life cocooned in the essence of its humbled earthly worth  
   
Did I love and abolish the conformities of hate  
Bowed my head when unforeseen events thrown in the path of my fate  
Never strayed from my beliefs  
Tried, true, this too shall pass from the honor of salvation as my body grieve  
I can tell you no more pain, and tears shall be dried from the eyes  
My Creator, can you console my mind when I take my final breath  
From thy vessel, into spirit, into cosmic matter, a soul unto the womb time has never met  
   
This too shall pass, unto my Creator, I am asking you to remember my soulful confessions when the dust of my bones do not have the dialect for me to atone  
Bless over me as the Angels harken to prepare for my Heavenly rest, my spiritual home  
   
I need your illumination to lead my soul    
Do I bow my head and say a prayer as God already knows  
He allowed my placenta to honor Mother Nature, as I have loved, given compassion, as a woman, mother, wipe tears as I have consoled  
Gave until my King, my love, and covet him in my beautiful rose  
The laughter in my child’s smile, the voice under my command  
A mother's love cherishes her life, her home, her faith, her wisdom instilled to carry on her life’s plan  
There is never an end to a soul, our reminisce is found in telling of our life stories  
Rebirth is only a higher existence, where you shall be gifted, in that in divine glory  
   
   
Keep your faith and may the Creator bless you and keep you ..    
   
   
Love and Hugs,  
SKC🙏🏾
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
A Psalm of David.
23

The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside the still waters.
He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will [d]dwell in the house of the Lord
Forever.

(cited 04-12-24 SKC)
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