The Royalty of Purple

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In the royalty of purple, in her presence really

old wounds are silenced

while memories

of scars fade away.

Healing through color

and light.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Henry Vu – Reluctant Angel III

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As Henry stood in the room, now alone with Pedro he felt unworthy. He knew his instructions, but could he do it? Could he be filled with that much light?

Why did some people live and others die? Then he heard Gabriel’s voice in his ear, “You can do this!” Praying silently, and still invisible, Henry reached his hand in through the portal of glass, taking Pedro’s hand in his.

As he did, Rev. Jackson was in the hospital lobby, and then in the elevator going up. Henry felt a sudden sense of light flow into him. The light became brighter, and then brighter, and Henry could no longer keep his identity hidden – he was clearly visible now, along with the light of ten thousand suns.

No one saw him but Henry was now in his natural white robe, and his immense wings expanded. The light flooded him, and the whole room – even brighter, and brighter still, surrounding and flowing into young Pedro’s body with the light from heaven.

The light was shining so intensely it went through windows, walls, and down the hallway, it was burning, a pure white light that could be seen for blocks, out of the 4th story of Memorial Hospital. Several motorists outside stopped in awe, just to look at the brightness, wondering what it was.

Rev. Leon Jackson got off the elevator, and immediately had to cover his face because he was blinded by the light. Were those……were those…..angel’s wings? “Dear God!” he said out loud. Then suddenly the light went out.

But Henry Vu was still standing there, in all his angel glory, unable to disguise himself due to the drain of his supernatural power. Rev. Jackson took off his hat, and slowly approached Pedro’s room. With his back still towards Rev. Jackson, Henry Vu said, “Come in Rev. Jackson, I have an important job for you to do.” Rev. Jackson gulped hard, and walked through the door.

As Rev. Jackson walked into the room, he thought he heard music, like a choir. “Is that music I hear?”, he said. Henry Vu turned to the pastor, and said, “Yes Leon, a great miracle has taken place tonight, and heaven is rejoicing.” A huge smile spread over Henry’s face. Henry’s face was beaming, glowing really.

To be honest Rev. Jackson was shocked, firstly that the angel looked Asian, and secondly that a miracle had taken place. Henry continued explaining, “See for yourself….Pedro Martinez has been made whole again….”

The conclusion tomorrow!

 

Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, 2018, ancient skies

Henry Vu – Reluctant Angel II

Colorful ChristmasIt was Linda Cunningham that caught Caroline as she collapsed with grief. Linda knew what grief was, been around it a time or two and lived it, especially when her husband died of cancer last year. Linda asked, “What is it sweetheart?” The response broke everyone’s heart. Caroline managed to blurt out through the tears, “My husband is dead!!!”

The two women sat there for a long time as Linda held her, rocking Caroline back and forth. Linda waved on the carolers, so they could sing on through the neighborhood that night. Eventually the two women went inside, to drink some coffee and to talk.

As Henry Vu watched the two women go inside he received instructions for his next assignment. There was an emergency at Memorial Hospital, and he would have to leave immediately. 5 month old Pedro Martinez was fighting for his life, in the Neo Natal ICU.

On his way to Memorial Hospital, Henry Vu received a transmission from the Angel Command Center. As he was flying, he saw the story of the Martinez family. Months of young Pedro being in the hospital had completely drained the family, emotionally, physically and financially. Even with the current health care reform, the Martinez family owed hundreds of thousands of dollars in hospital and medical bills. Medication alone cost $2,800 per day!

Worst of all, young Pedro was losing his battle against a terrible disease. As Henry coasted into the hospital air space, he saw young Pedro in a glass enclosed cubicle with tubes everywhere. Was that a probe in the child’s head? “God have mercy!”, he said out loud.

He decided to come into the hallway invisible, but nothing could have prepared him for the shocking scene, once he looked into the room and saw the child up close. There were more tubes in the cubicle, than there was of Pedro. Was it against the rules for an angel to cry? Either way he got out his handkerchief.

A doctor and nurse entered the room as Henry watched, still invisible. They were looking at Pedro’s charts and the machines he was plugged into. The doctor shook her head no, and said, “I don’t like the look of this at all.” “His blood pressure is dropping, and his numbers do not look good.” “You better call his parents, and the chaplain.” “I don’t think he’s going to make it through the night.” They left the room to check more lab work, and Henry inched closer.

Raul and Maria Martinez were sleeping, but got dressed quickly once they got the call. In a church close to the hospital, the Chaplain, Rev. Leon Jackson received a text explaining the situation. Even though the church was in the middle of a midnight Christmas program, he whispered into his wife’s ear, and prepared to leave. His wife Cheryl would ask the church to pray…..

To be continued, tonight and tomorrow!

   

Writing and Image © Copyright 2015, 2018, ancient skies

Sunlight Reflecting on Our Surface

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With so many rocks overturned, walls broken within our spirits

we fight for the rain, to bring back our rivers

for heaven to descend,

cleansing our flags,

and hopefully restore

our shattered pieces

or at least have some sunlight

reflecting on our surface

diffusing into the blue

So we create a new flow don’t we?

a deeper journey,

worth keeping

within our hearts

as we become the wholeness

we have prayed for.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies