If I could walk beyond these mortal bounds,
Where light flows like a river, pure and vast,
I’d choose the wings of Gabriel, unbound,
To carry messages from realms that last.
For in his wings, I’d seek a greater view
To feel the pull of light beyond the sky,
And glimpse the sacred truth that stirs me through,
To touch the divine with a heart open wide.
Through sacred silence, where the stars are born,
And time is but a thread in the loom of fate,
I’d bear the voice that calls the soul to mourn,
And guide the hearts that seek to find their state.
With every whisper of a truth divine,
I’d feel the spark that stirs the soul to rise,
A herald who brings light from heaven’s sign,
Revealing love beyond our fleeting skies.
In Gabriel’s voice, I’d feel the call to heal,
The messages of light that guide us through,
To understand the heavens’ deep appeal,
And feel the eternal in the moments few.
To be a bridge where spirit meets the clay,
To walk with grace yet still remain so near,
To know the vastness, yet in flesh to stay,
And witness all things shifting without fear.
I’d seek to hold both worlds in equal light,
The human longing and the divine, untold,
To be a vessel of both dark and bright,
And carry truth from heaven, pure and bold.
If I were Gabriel, with wings unfurled,
I’d yearn to see both heaven and this world,
And carry forth the wisdom, clear and bright
A soul who bridges realms, from dark to light.
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