Weavers of the Supernatural

Published on January 9, 2026 at 9:08 AM

Angels and Guardians

Watch over me

They are all around me

Right next to 

Tricksters

 

Just like in Nature

The poisonous plants are

Right next to

The medicinal ones

 

Both poles are near

When one draws in

The other one appears

 

The laws of the Universe

Are here

 

After a wound

A nurse shows up

 

Sometimes 

In a form of

A song

Sometimes

In a warm hug

 

An audio note

From someone afar

The whisper travels

And the aid force arrives

 

These angels 

Can hear

They listen to the wind

They sense changes in the Sun

 

They are tapped into 

The supernatural

I am part of them

I cultivate them inside

 

I call them dear

Feel lucky to have them

Because they 

Are always here

 

Bowing to the rain

Mischievously

Smiling right back

 

Weaved together

We win every-time

Intimately and freely

We dance

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