Angels

*Life After Death*

 
 June.28.2005/March.18.2014
 Trisha Barrek Hopkins
 
Life after death
Once we are born
We've used up our very first breath
And our heart
Has start to become worn
Our soul and body begin to part
 
What do we have to look for 
Once it is our time to go 
For every passing day
The angels above know
The first birth we want again 
Life..we want more 
 
Memories.. it's just in our mind
We only have them now to store 
But if we could only pray
To keep living.. 
A way we try to find
 
3/18/14
 
God would show all new things
Our dreams can come true
A wonderful life God will bring
Only his angel knew
Life after death
We will need to catch a ride on their wing
 
A new life will begin
With our own set of wings
To fly above in the sky
Everyday a new baby sings
Whenever a spirit moves on 
A christmas bell rings
 
Only god knows our fate
Finish your business on earth
Forget about hate
In your heart
Only store love
Because soon from earth we will part
 
You'll know when it's your day
When you take your last gasp of air
And see that warming light
Every worry you once held
No longer for it do you care
When you get to heaven a beautiful sight
Your love for your family you'll always share
This new life don't fight 
 
God will be there 
With your life after death
Your prayers God will forever hear
He will be by your side 
When you finally take your last breath
Welcoming you to your next life
He will be next to you on your ride
 
To the heavens above
With the angels in white
And Gods ever lasting love
 
To heavens door
Floating in the sky
He will help you through it all 
When its your time to die
And when the angels his name they call
 
Your soul is now free
To roam where it wants
With God you will always be 
Here on earth only your memory will haunt
 
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*The Tears Of An Angel Only Angels Cry*

 

 January.23.2001

 Dedicated to Derrick Mann

 

Tears come from angels

And well that they should

For no one can give love

The way only they could

 

The tears of an angel

Are more precious then gold

They nurture our spirit

Allowing love to unfold

 

The tears of an angel

They come from her soul

We should ask ourselves why then

Could it be because of my role

 

These tears are not selfish

As at first may appear

They fall for a purpose

It's you she holds dear

 

If you should happen to be he 

Who started the flow

You got my envy

Aware of great love you could know

 

I caught the tear of an angel

How lucky could one be 

Though it lasted so briefly

 

It has forever touched me 

A feeling that will last forever

Something that will never be set free

For this day we'll always be together 

 

The tears of an angel

Only angels cry

I've fallen in love with you 

For a little while even though we may part

This is no where of saying good-bye

Because my angel you're forever in my heart 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to my angel Derrick Mann

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*My Angels Come To Save Me*

April-24-2005 
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins

When I thought all was gone 
And felt my soul fading away 
And when felt I had no one 
I wanted my life to end in every way 
When I was at my deepest sorrow and pain 
And Felt like no one wanted me 
And I had nothing more to gain 
I wanted so bad to set my soul free 
Crying in the late night 
Feeling so alone 
Had no one to hold me so tight 
My heart as cold as stone 
Beyond the hurt I could not see 
That there was someone with I belong 
That I didn't have to stay the way I be 
That there's one that can make me strong 
And all my pain can be set free 
I've been so blind 
By these demons of mine 
That God sent me one so kind 
And now I don't have to stand in miseries line 
Because my angels come to save me 
To protect and to love 
The angel who was sent to my heart 
From way up above 
To be together forever never part

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*The Angels Are Coming Down*

 

November-19-2003 
Trisha M. Barrek 

At night when your sleeping and not awake 
Everyone's life is at stake 
Because sooner than you think 
Your life can slip away 
It can disappear before you blink 
And your loved ones can be putting you in your grave the next day 


so before the angels collect their souls 
Live the life with the ones you care for 
And reach your deepest goals 
Tell the ones you love tell them your secrets 
Since you couldn't tell them before 

 

Because the time is coming near 
The angels are coming down 
They're so silent not even a mouse can hear 
Because an angel doesn't make a sound 

 

While your under your warm cover 
They can be preparing a spot in the heaven 
For the one next to you the one you care about even your lover 
That persons time could be near that person could go at eleven 

 

There is nothing you can do 
When it is that persons time to go 
All of a sudden that person could be saying good-bye to you 
You can never tell who the angel will come to take 
You really don't know 

 

No one can predict the future 
Or understand why they forget the past 
All you know is you want it to last 
And keep the beautiful sight God gave 
you don't want to lay in your grave

 

You don't want to experience the nature of depths of hell 
No one wants to believe what goes on below 
So listen to God on what he wants to tell 
Let your heart see on what to you he wants to show 

 

When you see the warm shining light 
And the angels come down to greet 
You will know its your time to leave 
Because to God you're on your way to meet 
He will take care of those left behind 
This you do know 
And to you he will always be kind 

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*The Day The Angels Cried*

 

September-16 & 17-2002 
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
Dedicated to those of 9/11 

The day the angels cried 
We lost our life and our pride 
The day the angels cried 
Is the day we lost our children, husband, and wives 
What has changed? 
The strength of the world, our lives 
Its been rearranged 


The one above 
He'll help us through 
All we can do is love 
The ones we adored and knew 
For that's what they would want 
Even though that day will always haunt 

 

Things happen for a reason 
God please help us understand 
The right to our freedom 
We feel trapped and need a helping hand 

 

When the angels cried 
I knew how they felt 
They had let themselves down 
And didn't know the cards that have been dealt 
And all they can do now is ware a frown 

 

People feel so defenseless 
Yes our lives have changed 
And the ones we lost 
We will always miss 
We will make things work at any cost 

 

Within your self remember 
No one can take our faith 
Because every September 
The world comes together we remain sane and safe 

 

The day the angels cried 
The enemy went to hide 
But the world became strong 
And soon enough we'll find 
Those who did wrong 

 

As we pray for those who died 
We will remember always 
The day the angels cried 
For that's the day we came as one to pray 

 

In our changing lives 
They will always be in our heart 
September eleventh was a day of a new start 
The day we all came together 
The day for everyone to care 
For the strangers we didn't know 
This day will be on our minds forever 
The enemy don't want to mess with us 
They don't dare 
Because no mercy towards them will we show 

 

Trisha M. Hopkins

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With Angels Wings

With Angels Wings

The Whispering Winds, A song they sing
A song of sorrow and of a heart so big
Your loves reaches as far as the eye can see
I believe in dreams because in my heart...you beat
Just as a gentle breeze shimmers every leaf
Your love, in every heart, plants a seed
Elegance, love and hope is what grows beneath
....This is your gift to us...
For safekeeping
So, if you ever wonder why heaven sings
Its because now you fly....

With Angels Wings

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem I wrote for my aunt who we just found out is losing her battle to Pancreatic Cancer and i want to read this when the time comes.  I figured I'd share.

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Calling all angels

Calling all angels in this dark and lonely hour
I call upon you to restore me to my former powers
Bring me a ladder for when I'm feeling low
Lift me up on a cloud so that my wings may glow
Hold me in the clouds which I now consider to be my pillow
Soften the blow for when I have to go
I already know that someday soon I will face this world alone

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Messages From Angels

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Messages From Angels 

 

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Around the world for many millennia, angels, in Hinduism devas, emissaries of God, have been giving messages to all human beings. Some messages are for the recipients only. Many are for all. Not everyone believes in angels. Some doubt their messages. Some copyright the messages given freely by these selfless servants.

The ancient sacred Sanskrit scriptures, Biblical writings, Pali sutras affirm
that God can make a donkey or any other creature speak. God can speak through
children to adults. It is not the intelligence of the receiver but the openness of the receiver
to God's light and love which determines how much is received.

Sometimes angels give visual and subtle symbols to bypass the resistance
and ego of the receiver. They give roleplay in dreams. They speak softly and
directly inside our heads and hearts.

Sometimes they give visions of things to come, years or decades, centuries before they happen, as a way of teaching that God is before and after time, surrounding it, inside it.

Around the world for many millennia, angels, in Hinduism devas, emissaries of God, have been giving messages to all human beings. Some messages are for the recipients only. Many are for all. Not everyone believes in angels. Some doubt their messages. Some copyright the messages given freely by these selfless servants.

The ancient sacred Sanskrit scriptures, Biblical writings, Pali sutras affirm
that God can make a donkey or any other creature speak. God can speak through
children to adults. It is not the intelligence of the receiver but the openness of the receiver
to God's light and love which determines how much is received.

Sometimes angels give visual and subtle symbols to bypass the resistance
and ego of the receiver. They give roleplay in dreams. They speak softly and
directly inside our heads and hearts.

Sometimes they give visions of things to come, years or decades, centuries before they happen, as a way of teaching that God is before and after time, surrounding it, inside it.

1. The composer Schumann said he could not take credit for his work. After a series
of painful explosions in his ears, he began to hear angelic music and was merely
a recorder.

2. Brahms said his music came from beyond himself.

3. Puccini spoke of receiving Madame Butterfly from God.

4. Helen Blavatsky described herself as an amanuensis, a secretary only of the Tibetan masters.
5. Einstein wrote in his autobiography that angels gave him E = MC squared in a dream.

6. Srinivasa Ramanujan, the greatest mathematician ever, according to many, spoke of Namagiri, one of many names for God, giving him dreams in which equations were written on the wall. He memorized these. Namagiri also came to his mother asking that she no longer block his life's purpose.
7. Elias Howe who added the lock stitch to sewing machines was gifted with a vision of Native Americans carrying spears with holes in the spear point (thread openings for sewing needles) .

8. German chemist August Kekule's ouroboros vision (a snake biting his tail) , revealed to him that molecules like benzene can come in rings.

9. The fruitarian Leonardo Da Vinci wrote in
his Notebooks he would meditate on a candle, whose flickering sent him into a trance.

10. William Blake wrote of angelic visitations as the source of many poems.
Atheism, agnosticism block these free gifts. Those who operate only on average human frequencies
only, thwarting by unbelief all higher frequencies, can even turn to laboratory torture of animals.

11. Nicola Tesla spoke of communication with higher beings.

12. Socrates wrote of a daimon (not demon) as his muse.

The Course In Miracles, transcribed from an inner voice over 7 years time, containing 1500 pages, and transmitted in iambic pentameter, states that the message is first for the messenger. Helen Schucman was the amanuensis.

God remind us that all messages have their source in Divinity, whether or not
they are distorted by the conduits through which they come or the aura's color patterns
of the receiving prisms. Water flows through a many tiered fountain...
bursting or gurgling in a variety of ways, sometimes through the top it pours
down to different shells. The source is the water, not the fountain's tiers.



-saiom shriver-

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Intimacy (In This Moment)

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To My Wife

Lost in this moment

The warmth of our bodies make us sweat

The stiffness from what we have just accomplished

You and I,

A miracle

Your breath invites me in

Into your heart

Into your mind

Into your very soul

As our bodies mesh into one

As our souls embrace each other

You sigh as I touch you

Ectasy as we unite

Swirlling vortex of pleasure

Both of us lose sight

As life is created within you

As death is passed on through me

A miracle is created

A mirror of that moment

When we came together as one