Amen said the Lord for I am one

Nicole Page-Smith

Flying overhead there are birds. They fly.

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They fly with the angels, Angels in the sky. The wing

And beating. The heart. Love is always for the wing to fly. Fly.

The clouds take us further on a windy day and you breathe the air of the clouds.

Clouds float on the wing but oh by and by. Goodbye.

Float on by, clouds and sky.

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Clouds and sky,

Float, floating, the clouds ascend. With a view of sky the clouds blow on by, it

is a wind, the Holy Spirit and rushes with a breath. The angels sing but they are

unto God. We pray for the love of God but he said. He said he. We are love for the

Lord but the Lord is one. One world, one love and one being, love. Now, a love for

the Lord is one love we know. We love ourselves for being one love with the 

Lord. One Lord is all we know and our master,

Clouds float on by and we are on the wing, the wings of angels, blessed.

We are God, the god of an angel. And the angel is the eye of God.

Eyes of God are nigh, our messenger and our humble servant,

Blessed. The eyes of God are one with the Lord. Blessed is the Lord above and we

are and he said one. I am your humble service. Amen.

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Amen said the Lord for I am one.

N.P.S.

Birds do fly overhead

Nicole Page-Smith

Angels are by night and by day

By day we are surrounding ourselves with clouds of the sky

When we move through death we have a vision of the sky and sky and clouds

take us further. The vision of death is actually our birth and what happens at the

beginning. We have a vision of our birth as God takes you to death. The vision of

death is to tell us of our pathway through the black hole to the end of the 

universe. The vision of death we have to know for the beginning of time

happened sometimes before the end of the universe. The vision of death is a vision God gave us of the death of Christ. Christ died for our Sin. God bless the 

angels of Christ. God bless the angels.

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Amen! Said the angels to he we had an idea. Now, an idea for an angel is one.

One idea is an idea for one. One idea, one Lord said the devil but.

Now angels do not frequent our realm when we are not good. Angels are blessed, 

by, God.

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Blessing is a blessing by God.

We are one. We are one with the Lord. Clouds float on by on a dreamy

Summer's day.

Trees are green but when they are purple and orange in flower you need to plant

the seed.

Planting we are one, one tree.

Now, trees do not plant themselves in the garden without the aid of God.

Birds do fly overhead.

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Night equals the angels

Nicole Page-Smith

Angels, oh angels. 

We are angels because of oh...

And when we see we are one with the Lord above. 

The sky is our place but not our home,

We are angels, we are angels for God, but for God angels have a home in Heaven.

Angels love God to love them and oh how they love God.

We are one with the angels in Heaven for we are

And we are one.

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Ah, the angels.

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Clouds and angels, ah the angels do love God in the heavenly sky.

Sky, clouds and angels,

Flying, we fly. In the sky with angels,

Stars are for God.

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God is the stars and when they shine

We are one with the stars and clouds they drift, too.

Clouds drift and we feel their fluffy surrounding, surrounding us in the sky.

We are one with the sky. Drifting clouds follow and we drift. We are one with the 

sky when we follow the stars. Following the stars is a night time vocation in the

darkness but we look like the Milky Way, milky. Now, night becomes day and at 

the dusk of dawn we are in love with God, God is our love. Love to day and day of

night equals the angels.

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Oh, the angels!

Nicole Page-Smith

Stars are heavenly when they are of worth,

But when we are stars we love to see the rain.

Rain, oh, rain in the stars.

Now, when rain and stars start shining there is mist

And like the tears of angels we cry. We cry to angels when it rains

But, oh!

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Oh, the angels!

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God bless the angels

Nicole Page-Smith

God bless the angels

When the stars are born in the heavens stars fly out like angels. 

Angels are like stars and fly but we do not see them in the night sky only feel

their presence up there in the heavens.

Stars are like angels flying and are bright.

Skies have moons and are like other worlds they have other planets. 

Do we observe her face, the moon? 

But, on earth the angels walk with us in their own angelic world. 

We do not see the angels but occasionally they cross our path. God bless the angels of the night.

Clouds fly with you in the daytime. Night is there. 

Night is by day hiding behind the moon. 

The Sun and the moon are by day, night. 

We love the moon to see the Sun but by day angels walk.

Angles love you in the heavens. 

We rise above our understanding and fall.

God is our euphoria and the angels have to remind us of our name.

God is our understanding.

Euphoric are the angels, euphoria and angels.

Heavens, are blessed, by the stars,

God, angels, stars and heaven are one.

Heaven is in the stars.

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The Holy Spirit is upon us

The Holy Spirit is upon us

Paradise is the tree you sit underneath. Birds fly and try to warn you of the birdlife, ahead. Love donates the seed. The birds sit on the tree. Sitting they sing. Birds are the equation of all life and fly like your spirit flies, almost through you. God is the dove. The Holy Spirit is like the bird connection with our spirit and you hear them at dawn and dusk. The dawn and dusk of the soul is God. Embracing life is like the beginning and the end and the daylight or God's light in between the day. Nightlife is for birds of the night, too. Owls screech with mythical birds screeching like harpies in the wind. Lashing winds whip the trees. The lashing and the blowing gale are like the depth of the soul. Black holes would serve a better purpose with sucking down the universe. Hellhounds in Hell scream up howling hell's growling noises and the abyss is a better home. But, Paradise, oh. Angels are our worth but when they fly, we have to be wary of the darkness. Darkness and the spirit are Paradise. The equation of all life is the depth of the soul. 

Birdlife twitter once, again. The forest is the place for birds and they sit on the trees and fly on through. Birds of Paradise in the stars up above is where once we came from. God in the garden of Paradise is in the stars and all the angels and Christ sit on trees, in Heaven. Our immortality is the soul. We flew and the flying and oh, the birds. Gods enlighten you of dawn and dusk with the birds, singing their song, tweeting, happily, merrily. Often the birds appear to be singing a song unto God, a message not understood by humans. Maybe, the birds ears only need to hear the song but birds chirp away as though not to hear one another. God is the infinite and birds are the song for the stars as if starlight. The tree of love has stars as if branches of patterns of stars in the sky. The angel's sing like birds and are like birds in that they have wings. When, you hear angels, singing, though, your time is up and you are in heaven, above. We are mortal only to be immortal. The equation of all life is the birds and the mirror of the soul. Birds fly off in the wind.

The Holy Spirit is upon us.

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Nicole Page-Smith   

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We fly with the spirit

We fly with the spirit

Naked, Adam and Eve were to stand in the garden for God. Paradisiacal was the garden. Birds flew through and the tree of love contained divine fruit. The end of their world was the Paradise, Adam and Eve, stood in and serpents whispered in their ears. The tree of knowledge is a snaky idea and curls around and entwines your imagination for health. Healthy thoughts always repel Sin and the redemption is the coming of the Lord. To come with the Lord in the fall of humanity is an idea and to be observant of Sin. Sin is our Lord's understanding of the Paradise the Lord created for us in the realm of unknowing and why did we have to know. Is man naturally destructive or curious? Man is tested by Sin. The unknowing is the Lords way of describing we are mortals in the face of the Lord and not God, not gods. We live with an equation of all life only to Sin in the face of God can we not confront death or eternity and the infinity of the knowing. Our God in the understanding of our knowledge for God is a query. We question the Lord and should not. Are there questions to ask or only answers to know? God will show us how in the divine garden of our knowing, Paradise existed for man in the garden. The garden holds the seed to donate a birdlife of understanding and our thoughts fly off with the trees and wind. Oh, Paradise.

The garden of Paradise is reflected in the heavens, above. Stars reflect the birds and trees. Humans have astrological signs of animals and mystical beasts. We are for we were human on Earth but up with the angels and gods. Material gods interact with the God of the realms of Paradise in Heaven. We are our dead as they carry the spirit of God. The Holy Spirit of God talks of Jesus who walked the Earth and God the Father in heaven with a dove or bird to fly the tree. You could not imagine the sweet birds of the trees flying with you to God are our connection to the God of the heavens but they give you an indication of the spirits journey up skyward to the clouds and fly. Flying birds carry the seed of mythological birdlife of the heavens and fly to the tree of love. The equation of all life is death and one to remember. Jesus died for our Sin. The love that equalled death is the death of Christ and we contemplate the Crucifixion. Immortality is for the gods only and a divine understanding. We live in order to repeat the cycle of life to understand the universe. Perhaps, our mortality is our spirit and our spirit ventures forth with the gods on a journey forward but changes. When, we become one with the Lord we are one with the spirit. Paradise is our reward.

Death is the reward of Jesus for he lived. The mystical equation of the blood of Christ is all life. The tree of love carries Paradisiacal, birdlife. Stars donate the seed along with the dark matter of the universe for we are one with the Lord. We are like birds flown in from Paradise and angels and seraphim sit on the trees with with branches of the blood of Christ's heart. Heart angels take you to Paradise at death. Death is to look forward to at the end our mortal existence and a mortal life takes you to heaven. Angels are our worth and fly. In Paradise, I feel God meant we were angels of God and wanted us to remain forever in his garden. Immortality is the Sin of man for we know mortality and God challenges our death. Death is the earth and our dark matter, the soul. Flowers are our reward for they represent Jesus, his blood and heart shaped flowers. The love of Christ is represented by the red hue of love in nature and we are of his heart, the heart of Jesus. We are of the tree of love. The equation of love is our churchyard interior and like the image of Christ represented in art works, altarpieces and stained glass windows. The light of the window shines through your soul. Love donates the seed for an interior light of Christ. Birds fly through trees like the Holy Spirit of God. We fly with the spirit. 

Nicole Page-Smith

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