angels and doves

Come...ol' mighty creation...fly ..like da pharisees...bold and beautiful...through trees and nature's goodness..you guard our existence...smile with your wings...where movements lifts me..where you glide by authority...in groups ..the storm gravitates...where angels and doves mate...kiss the skies with violins and harps...the sound of heaven...opens..invites love for your forgiveness...where i except...my body wears da guardians of true love and happiness...da messengers..for GOD...finds rainbows..where i blend colorically...what finds da spirit in me whole....Create..S Jordan