The wind blows across my face and whispers secrets in my ear.
They are here far and near everywhere.
They are on the shadows in the street, clouds in the air.
They are on the leaves in the trees, grass beneath my feet, everywhere.
They are in raindrops, laughs, and cries.
They are in the stranger that passes by, everywhere.
They are in our minds, thoughts, and prayers.
The snow, sun, and sea, they are everywhere.
They are in our hearts and souls, every breath we take.
Angles are in everything everywhere.
By: Sylvia Blankinhsip