Angels

Here There Are No Angels of Despair

Here there are no angels of despair.
Gathered in choirs, they sing only of joy.
Performing for the sheer delight of being,
Poised between the act of sight and seeing,
Infinite, yet of this earth, they toy
Scholastically with being here nor there,
Eden's hosts, though none the worse for wear.
Come down from that sweet hilltop, anguish fleeing,
On those they light who for another care,
Filling with their ecstasy the air,
Hints of bliss no evil can destroy.

-Unknown

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It's the action, not the fruit of the action,
that's important. You have to do the right thing.
It may not be in your power, may not be in your time,
that there'll be any fruit.
But that doesn't mean you stop doing the right thing.
You may never know what results come from your action.
But if you do nothing, there will be no result.
~Gandhi