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(MYST) Angel of Life

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posted on Jan, 23 2006 @ 02:48 PM
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It was here in this park five years ago that I found something that would change my life. It was at this time that I was going through so much with life, that I really was leaning towards the, “What is the point of going on?” It was dark that night. Probably the darkest it had been all month. I sat there on the bench listening and thinking about those who had left me behind. I cried and screamed for someone to come and just take me away. Take me away from the pain that life is. In six years I had somehow managed to lose my father, great-grandmother, grandfather, and grandmother. It is then that I realized, “What is the point?”

What was the point in living, if everyone you love leaves you. It was silent. There was something eerie about it though. I could hear nothing. No birds, no dogs and cats in the background. I was just sitting on that bench hoping someone would come and take me away. It started getting colder and colder, and I didn’t feel like bothering with a jacket or coat, why should I anyway. I wasn’t too far away from my car, that I couldn’t go get it if I wanted to, but I didn’t.

It was then that I heard the song that I had heard before. The radio came on by an unseen hand and the song, “The Living Years” by Mike and the Mechanics came on. It depressed me even further. I sat there on that cold bench crying for what was instead of what should have been. I cried a soulful cry for those that had left me behind. It was then that I felt the hand on my shoulder and the most calming peace filled my soul.

I turned around and there stood the Angel. The Angel that would save my life and save my family. He sat down beside me and asked me why I was crying. I replied, “I’m crying because those who I love have left me.” The Angel said again, “Why are you crying?” I sat, thinking for a couple of minutes. Why has this Angel asked of me the same question twice? There must have been another answer to the question. I thought why am I crying. I replied to the Angel, “Angel, I’m crying because I’ve lost so many loved ones that I don’t know if I can risk losing more.” The Angel looked at me with deep eyes and released a breath of air. He took my hand and told me, “You have a tender heart, little one. Do you not understand that God does not put on us, which we can not endure? You have learned that there is sadness when there should be happiness.”

I honestly cried then for I knew that I would never wish for my life to be taken from me. The Angel looked at me again with a profound look on his face and there stood the one man I ne’er thought I would see again. It was at this time that the song on the radio was about to end again, and I had just noticed that the lyrics were those that brought tears to my eyes always. “I'm sure I heard his echo In my baby's new born tears”, I stood then not knowing what to do. I looked at the Angel one more time and this time I got a chance to say what I wanted to say all those years ago. Three simple little words, but they mean so much when they are said at the right time. “I love you.”

That was five years ago today and I’m back at the same bench in the same park going over in my mind what has happened in those intervening years, and they bring a smile to face. I’ve come here one more time to say thanks to that Angel that save my life and my family.




[edit on 23-1-2006 by CelticHeart]

[edit on 23-1-2006 by CelticHeart]




posted on Jan, 23 2006 @ 03:08 PM
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Wow, great work, Celtic. the only piece of criticism I could give would be to make it more descriptive.

DE



posted on Jan, 24 2006 @ 12:32 AM
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Hey CH, I enjoyed your story...

great writing and keep up the good work.



posted on Feb, 7 2006 @ 05:04 PM
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short but still good, it certainly felt as if it needed to be expanded upon, as DE suggested, be more descriptive, the setting, the angel, your emotions, are all things you should play with. Tell us how it felt to be touched by an angel, describe the physical as well as the emotional and spiritual. You should try rewriting this, it is a great inspirational piece.

[edit on 2-8-2006 by worldwatcher]



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