Angels...I KNOW they are not only stroking their harps and making soul lifting music in Heaven's Garden.
Angels walk among us, although they do not always recognize their
halos thanks to the veiled glasses they don when they come down to walk among us.
I'm not sure I know how to honor the angels here with us, but the above image to me is the Spirit Goddess image of
Ever since my first contact with Karen, I knew I was in the presence of the
She started out as The Muse Goddess of Inspiration, this
beautiful angel that walked among us,
spreading her love to all she passed, no matter how briefly. Her wings spread wide. a feathery haven for the
heavy of heart.
Her beauty riveled the brightest star in the sky,
and her music,
more exquisite than any
concert talents can emulate, enriched the vibrations of our
Her gentleness to all creatures inspired us to follow her example,
and now we must look to the heavens and know
she is there among the clouds watching over us, loving us, and waiting until our time to join her comes.
Karen, we will miss you, and never forget you. This poem says what my mere words cannot begin to adequately express,
and I follow it with the artwork of Mary Coffey entitled
ANGEL HEART. Long may we know the loving beat of
YOUR angel heart.