An Angel Beckons

As I sank deep below the surface I felt the water began to take me away I struggled and clawed in an attempt to escape But it's icy caress tightened and entrapped me Still I struggled on The merciless liquid never ceasing in it's attack Until at last I felt the fight leave me And I began to sink like a stone But then I saw them around me They were pure beauty and light And I was entranced by their glorious music That brought me back from the brink of despair One came to me and sang She sang with the voice of a deity And she beckoned me closer to her Her hand reached out, caressing my own How could I refuse? I moved towards her ignoring the darkening of my vision I had run out of air but she was so breath-taking That I followed her, for I did not need it. I reached for her hand I grasped it tight And she pulled me upwards And I broke the surface. Anyone who asks me how I found my way out I respond in the same way to each time I say 'I was guided to the surface By an Angel of the Lord.'