I am free, I thought
As long as God is my home
I hear wings flutter
— Mary DeTurris Poust
I was on my mat in savasana in hot yoga class on Sunday morning (with Mellissa Senecal) when this haiku came to me in the silence. It was a gift, and it brought me such peace and joy. I thought I’d share it on this Feast of the Archangels, one of my favs. 
Thank you, Raeanne Wright-Emory for the beautiful angel wings. 
To read an angel-related essay I wrote for Give Us This Day, click the angel image below:
