When you are ready to look at the world with different eyes,
To accept a broader vision of the world, then you will see me.
You will see a White Angel next to you.
It is you yourself. It is your Light reflected in my eyes.
You will see next to you a Being woven from Love and Light.
It is me. Your White Angel.
You will accept me. And I will show you the way Home.
In this world, we often wander in the dark.
Bumping into each other, fighting with ourselves and others for space,
In the eternal search for Light and Love.
And sometimes, we suddenly see reflections of Light. Or even a bright road.
And we rush there.
These experiences are often described by those who have gone through clinical death.
In life, when we suddenly begin to see the Light, we rush towards it.
It often happens that we find next to us a person in whose eyes we are reflected.
And we call it Love...
That's how it is.