When the light wind
caresses your face,
drying your tears
and lightening
your thoughts,
it is my wings
that surround you
to reheat your soul
with my sweet aura
that confuses itself
and merges in yours.
An immense peace
surrounds us.

This is what we
beings of Light bring,
guardians and messengers
of God,
to our dear friends.

To you
my brother and sister
and to all brothers of Light;
We make no difference
between you.
Each thread of grass
is praise and joy for the Light of God.


Angels Dolce (Sweet)
and Lunaluce (Moonlight)
(telepathic writing)

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