It was so quiet and beautiful, such peace before sunrise today.
For some reason, my thoughts turned to those who were dying at that moment, afraid perhaps, in their beds . . . waiting. Some with loved ones standing watch, some alone, some in hospitals ~ some newborns, some children with cancer waiting for their parents to let them go, all of them waiting . . . for the angels.
And as I looked out at the trees while dawn approached, I imagined those beautiful angels, all descending to the earth ~ each of them going to the dying, as they do throughout every night and every day, bringing them home ~ bringing each soul lovingly . . . home.
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