Orbit 7 - Steven King - Bog

"Authentic!" "Brash!" "Irreverent!" "Irresistible!" "Unpredictable!" and "Unforgettable!" These are just some of the responses to this anthology of prose and poetry.
Each message stands on its own. Each message has a logical rhyme, hauntingly beautiful.

These words live and breathe raw spirituality. From guarding souls to the heart pounding environment of trauma surgery, experience the intervention of Angels.

Learn how Angels slow and stop time to perform miracles and use this book as a guide to lean further into your own Angel.

What are portals?
Let's see.
Jump through
you're with me.

Take a look and stare,
this portals hot, it's a lair.

Flap my wings
cool it off,
the current temperature
drops off.

Another flap
we turn to ice,
the lair glows
it's a device!

Hells a bomb,
I'm a tech,
demonic wires
I disconnect.

The souls here
it's time to save,
I show the exit,
hells a grave.

I summon Angels
and they come.
They illuminate
like the sun.

Another fire
but this one glows
follow it...
it's white like snow.

You don't listen
you never do,
I have to write,
it's a clue.

Out the burn
and hell grows
cold your knowledge grows
your wisdom's old.

Now you see
what you are,
your birth on Earth
creates a star.

An Angel star
creating life
birthing planets
from your strife.

Planets hurt
as they're born
the space occupied
you mourn.

Look in space
and you will see
your future history
is destiny.

What's it mean?
Now I teach
an Angel boss
steps through the breach.

I see God
and then I don't,
he builds a fortress,
I build the moat.

A Battle Angel
here to stay...
the moat drowns Demons
that's how I PRAY!