Angel Unaware

Charlene Collins
In an old country church one night

The call to worship had begun.

A crack of thunder made me turn

To see the doors blow open wide.

A mighty rushing wind blew in;

In the lightning I could clearly see

A man in tattered clothes step in.

A glowing light around him shone

As he knelt and prayed until he rose.

A kind soul offered alms of love

He took the gift and gazed above.

He placed the gift in the offering tray.

"I have plenty." I heard him say.

Right on cue, the doors opened wide

And the man with tattered clothes

Vanished before my eyes.

I can't explain what happened there

Such an occurrence is very rare.

Maybe it was an angel

Who caught us all unaware.

Published by Charlene Collins

Charlene Collins is a retired licensed practical nurse from Bethlehem, Georgia. She has both career and personal experience with several types of physical and mental health conditions. First and foremost, Ch...  View profile

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  • Theresa Wiza1/30/2011

    Powerful visual imagery here. And it's so nice to be able to leave a comment on something you wrote.

  • Charlotte Kuchinsky1/24/2011

    Angels are indeed around us. I wouldn't still be here if they weren't.

  • Lori Gunn1/23/2011

    We can never be sure if those we meet are angels - we should treat each person as important

  • Carla Fuentes1/20/2011

    Wow, so beautiful!

  • Rita Oakleaf1/19/2011

    Cool poem. Sorry I haven't been back to comment lately.

  • Jeanne Baney1/18/2011

    A wonderful poem! Well done!

  • Nancy P. Goodman, in Tennessee1/18/2011

    beautiful, thank you! I read Charlotte K.'s article on you then visited some of your health articles but nowhere there to leave you a comment to let you know she sent me (but I told her we were already friends). good work!

  • SFaloon1/18/2011

    I love this. Angels are dear to my heart.

  • Charlotte Kuchinsky1/17/2011

    Beautiful. My angel has had her hands full with me recently but she never left my side. I felt her there. This is my first day trying to sit up and read since my illness. Hang in there with me. I'm still a bit weak in the knees but I will try to keep up.

  • Carol Roach1/16/2011

    wow you wrote this, it is beautiful

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