I was just uploading a piece of art called Angel City when this poem came to me.

And in the middle of writing it, the postman knocked on the door and delivered a parcel with opalite angels  - wonderful timing :-)

Angel City

Take a trip to angel city
it isn't far but it is fair
it's high, much higher
than most would ever think to go

Yet wings unfolded,
once you're on your way,
the glow and singing
guides you there.

The finer, higher light
won't cause you sunburn
if you have it in you
to expect an entry here
to hold firm against
the storm of bright,
leave the doubts behind,
say and sing I have arrived,
this is my home
as much as it is yours.

The busy angels,
doing angel things
are not disturbed
and you can watch and wonder,
listen, learn and feel
be bright eyed,
be the child
you are.

SFX June 2011

Angel City by Silvia Hartmann

• Rainbow Angels