Rainbows and Rodents

Each of the seven angels wore a belt or sash and each displayed a different color. Shamar’s belt was red with an intricate, unusual pattern. The belt crossed his broad chest and held a polished sheath, which carried his sword. Next to Shamar, to his left, was an angel with an orange belt. The belt was seven inches thick and encircled the waist of his glowing eggshell colored garment. The garment was longer than the garments of the other angels and the length fell just above his ankles. His stature was different in appearance than the others. He stood a few inches shorter and his body was noticeably smaller than the other six. This angel did not carry a weapon but in his left arm he carried a book that appeared to be a diary or a journal. In his right hand, he held a writing instrument. The instrument was eighteen inches long, and the tip automatically changed colors as he used the tool to write in his book. Each word recorded in his book was written in a separate color. The same colors appearing in a rainbow. The book had a lock on it and the angel wore a golden key around his neck held by a silver chain. The key would rise and fall with each breath the angel surrendered. There was an indention in his chest where the key boldly rested and upon the key was inscribed a name. The third angel wore a belt across his chest in the color of yellow. All the angels and heavenly creatures gathered in the temple gazed upon his face. This angel radiated with happiness and his mouth was fixed with a constant smile. His teeth were as white as new fallen snow. His garment radiated warmth and it attracted other angels to his presence. As his wings moved, rays of sunshine penetrated throughout the expanse of the temple. This angel carried a torch, which contained shooting flames that hovered just above the group of seven. Written upon the torch was his name. The fourth angel, the tallest of the seven, wore a green sash that criss-crossed over his chest. The green was a shimmering color that seemed to sparkle like diamonds. The sash rippled as if it wished to be waves of an ocean and it danced against his chest as he moved. The angel held a large set of pruners and they rested against his left shoulder. On his right arm, he displayed a picture of a tree with deep roots and the expanse of its roots and branches encircled his entire arm. The angel’s arms were extremely muscular and the tree moved and swayed as his muscles flexed. The tree appeared to be alive and breathing as it clung to his arm. A name was written above the branches of the tree. The fifth angel had a presence of peace and stillness surrounded him. His authority summoned a hush throughout the temple. When he spoke, quietness enveloped the temple and the other angels listened intently. He wore massive golden boots that surrounded his feet and all of his lower legs. His boots penetrated golden rays like the sun reflecting off a large body of water. Each boot had seven golden buckles on the outer shaft. The buckles were fastened together tightly and held long hunting knives with antlered handles against each shaft. On the toe of his right boot was his name engraved in large letters. The fifth angel’s sash was the color of blue and it circled around his waist. The color matched his eyes, which appeared to have an unending depth, like a deep blue abyss. The blue was iridescent and clear, as if there were no ending or beginning to the color. His face displayed a large scar on his left cheek. The scar ran from the corner of his eye to the lobe of his lower ear but it was barely noticeable because of his captivating eyes. This angel had no worry or fear in his countenance. Peace trumped all his other characteristics and streamed from his presence like a gentle flowing creek. The sixth angel wore a garment of indigo with a white sash across his upper chest. He carried a powder horn across his back, which was very large stretching from his foot to his shoulder. Although it appeared to be very heavy, he carried it as if it were an empty knapsack. The horn was plugged at one end with a colored stone of indigo and upon the stone was written his name. The stone radiated color, which reflected off his white sash and its reflection, stretched behind him upon the golden floors of the temple, by seven feet, as he stood before Yahweh. On his journey to the throne each legion of angels he passed nodded their heads in admiration. He knew the names of each angel, thousands and ten thousands, and he acknowledged each of them as he passed by. His wisdom had won every battle he had ever led and for this he was greatly admired and highly esteemed among the angels. Contained in his powder horn was his weapon, a weapon of infinite wisdom. The seventh angel was the most peculiar looking of the seven. He was two angels contained in one body. The front of his body was young and strong but from his backside he was old and tired. He had no arms but in place of arms, were wings. Each wing had an expanse of seven feet when fully extended and the wings like his body were unusual having no bones or cartilage within them. The wings could be folded in any direction. This angel wore his sash around his neck and it was the color of violet. One end of the sash fell across his younger side and one end fell across his older side. His presence represented beginnings and endings and his heart emancipated a love of all humanity. He knew the happiness of birth, the pain of death and the amount of time that fell between. His name was written upon his two hearts and his hearts rested beneath the feathers, one on each side, of his wings. The wings would pulsate with each beat of his heart and the sensation vibrated the floor throughout the massive temple. His name could only be read when his wings were outstretched in full expanse.