*~*~*Angel of the Morning*~*~*

I was down in the dumps last night. I cried myself to sleep full of regret and hatred. Then I saw something magnificent in my dream. I was in a dark house. I was looking for something. I went outside only to find myself alone and sad. I walked and reached an elegant church made of gold and silver. Suddenly, I saw something from up above the church, someone is sitting on the cross. I wasn't sure if that being is a guy or a girl. He/She had matte-white skin and golden brown curls, garbed in red, blue and white shimmering silk robe. He or she felt my presence and looked at me. I saw that the eyes were green and they were glistening. He/She stood up and I saw the magnificent wings spread! It was shining. The angel swooped down and reached me, touched my face and held my hand. I was overwhelmed, filled with awe and wonder. The angel lifted me up and we soar in the sky. I wasn't afraid of falling because I know, I believed, that he/she won't let me go. The angel had the sweetest and gentlest smile I've ever seen! He/she squeezed my hand and gently let me go. I was falling but I wasn't scared. I closed my eyes and felt that I landed on soft grass and when I opened my eyes. I was awake with the traces of the fallen teardrops... yet smiling, the hate and regret gone.

"There’ll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can find your heart
And there’s no need to take a stand
For it was I who choose to start
I see no need to take me home
I’m old enough to face the dawn

Just call me angel of the morning, angel.
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Then slowly turn away from me.

Maybe the sunlight will be dim
But it won’t matter anyhow
If morning’s echoes say we’ve sinned
Then it was what I wanted now
And if we’re victims of the night
I won’t be blinded by the light.."