‘Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light, my
child, unflickering and pure, and delight them into silence.’
from The Child-Angel , Rabindranath Tagore
Angels, as I know them, come in many guises. This little one, who has endured significant travails, was a gift from one of the many angels who supported and loved us at the White Plains Presbyterian Church, Westchester, New York. In silence, I delight in angels.
I like the angel figurine but the nasturtiums take my breath away. Angels do take many forms!
The nasturtiums take my breath away, too. They are so prolific and colourful this year. I must have guardian angels in the garden because I do precious little to it. 😀
BOOTYFUL GALLIVANTA, CHINA
When I saw your caption for the photo, the first thing that came to mind was the song of the same name. Juice Newton tried, but I never could appreciate her version of the song as much as I did Merilee Rush’s. It’s one of those songs that lingers, waiting to be called out of the silence of forgetfulness: in this case, by an Advent post from New Zealand.
I listened to both versions again and I decided it is the Rush version which delights me the most. As I commented to Steve, I didn’t understand the meaning of the song when I first heard it but I loved the 4 words ‘Angel of the Morning” then, and I still do.
Ah Gallavanta – your post reminded me of the quote that came to me when my father passed seven years ago. “Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.”Rabindranath Tagore. There are angels that meet us in the silence and help us transition to a new understanding of what it means to truly live.
I don’t know Tagore’s work at all well, but I have certainly come across lots of pieces I love. The quote in your comment is one of them. Throughout my life, there must have been angels even though, at times, I felt my guardian angel/s were asleep on the job. 🙂 Perhaps I have been too noisy to hear them properly.
Absolutely beautiful. Again 😃🌹🌷🌸💕
Thank you, Jo. I loved your Nativity image on IG. Looking forward to more of your discoveries.
Beautiful! Do you remember the Wim Wenders film ‘Wings of Desire’? That’s what came to my mind. He beautifully conveys the ability of the angels to bring the restless and unhappy mind to silence.
Sadly, I haven’t seen ‘Wings of Desire’, although I have seen parts of its US version, City of Angels. The original film sounds wonderful. I note, with interest, that angels sometimes desire to be human, which makes me wonder if the job of an angel is occasionally too much for even an angel to take. 🙂
Lovely edible nasturtiums.
Yes, they are feast both for the eyes and for the tastebuds.
Yes, indeed. And in form.
🙂 🙂 🙂
Beautiful quote and picture!
Thank you, Peter.
May the only sound you hear be the perceived swish of their wings as they tenderly caress your face.
Thank you, Pat. What a lovely blessing.
Your phrase “Angel of the Morning” took my memory down a different road.
That is exactly where my mind goes too. Not much silence in that direction but those words are embedded in my mind from ages past. Of course, when I first heard them I had no idea what the song was about.
Whereas I, being older and living in Honduras, knew what the song was about. I checked before posting my comment and found in a Wikipedia article that “Angel of the Morning” was a #1 hit in Canada, Australia and New Zealand, so I thought you might know it. You’re right that there’s not much silence in that direction. Likewise for another song from that era, Paul Simon’s “Sound of Silence.”
Indeed, and I seem to remember we played them as loudly as we could get away with.