In fields of lavender, where the sun glows
A purple angel descended, her wings did show
Her robes were flowing like a river's stream
And her eyes, they shone, with a gentle beam.
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She sang a melody of love and light.
Her voice, like music, took flight.
The flowers, they danced, to her tune
And the world, it was set free.
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Her wings, they spread like a rainbow's hue
And the sky, it was painted, anew
The stars, they twinkled, with a graceful gleam
And the moon, it shone, with a dreamy sheen.
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The purple angel, she sang of hope
Of love that knows no bounds nor scope
Of dreams that take flight, on wings of desire,
And the beauty that only love can inspire.
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© 2023 Amy Christie
Originally published on Quora
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Amy Christie
Passionate writer and journalist, striving to create meaningful connections.


Comments (3)
Beautiful 🥰💜for me its really realistic poem I am glad to encounter You today ☺️
Gosh this was so beautifully written! Such a wonderful poem!
I love lavender! Beautiful poem!