Sometimes I think

angels descend from their heavens

because they have to see how we are.

Their temporary home is here with us,

but they already have lived thousands of lives

and keep coming back to this world.

Sometimes in different shapes

a tree, a bird, a beating heart.

You must be an angel like that,

you were here long before too.

Could it be possible

heaven sometimes

isn’t enough?

Could it be?


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Image by Emanuela Venuti




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Eva is a Dutch writer based on the Balearic Islands (Ibiza, Spain). She has created this blog EVALUNES to share her writings about the things she cares hoping that with her words somewhere out there a human connection is made. She writes with love. Con Amor. Always.

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