I am only an illusion
That lives upon a poet's page
I speak my heart in whisperings
In colors of my days
I reach to find a heart in need
One that is weary and confused
Most often finding far more of myself
Than in the person that is you
I paint the canvas of my soul
In many shades and hues
Your journeys long walked within the cold
I have walked those same journeys too
Some days I paint with sunshine
Some days in shades of gray
It seems that blue is a favorite color
On so many given days
I find the colors of the rainbow
To sing upon a restless wind
Whispers to find new meaning
To be passed on to my friends
A never ending story
In visions new and of my life's concerns
Released to these stars to where you are
Through life's lessons I have learned
I am Aspiring Angel
A whispering of your day
I am the color that you see me to be
As my heart's songs appear to your opened page
Feedback Treasured
Thank you in advance
Original by Lesa Gay
Aka
Aspiring Angel
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