We spent so much time, sculpting a world of our own. And only to hide it in ourselves, we protected painful, broken dreams.

Something began to burn, a light once buried within. But the fear inside -- deep inside, dimmed the light and confused our souls.

Until...Angels were singing us to the rivers and their sighs hushed away the pain. And when we felt the weakest of all, their wings carried us upon a breeze.

Now the light has begun to shine, and a radiance has filled within. We trust and hope -- We live in faith in those angels which changed us so. Never, ever forget we all have angels watching over us.

We do not get to pick and choose our times to go...with the drop of a pound, an inch, or even one more missed meal, our time could be up.