D-1003 MYRIADS OF ANGELS - THE HORSES OF LIGHT

As you run with angels, be assured of the ancient promise: “He will command His angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.” Each step is graced with unseen guardians, every stride a whisper of heaven’s care. Go forth in courage, wrapped in hope, knowing you are accompanied by messengers of God’s everlasting love.

A Poem for a beloved companion in fields where dawn’s first whispers gleam, moves Angel, horse of silver dream. Her mane a river, bright and fine, catching sunlight, warm divine. She steps with grace on emerald land,

hooves barely touching where they stand. Each stride a blessing on the earth, a quiet hymn of hope and worth. Her eyes reflect the morning’s peace, a gentle trust that does not cease. Within their depths, the sky’s expanse, a promise sung with every glance. She knows the language of the breeze, of dappled shade and trembling trees.

Of clover sweet and rain’s soft art, she carries heaven in her heart.

O Angel, let your spirit soar, along the wild and open moor. With every gallop, every run, you chase the laughter of the sun. And when the dusk begins to fall, with velvet night’s embracing call, may gentle stars around you glow, beloved horse, more light than shadow. Forever faithful, ever kind, a friend that time could never bind. O Angel, may your journey be

a testament to grace set free.