Of Angels
At the heart of my darkness,
Within the shadows of lost souls
I hear the voice of angels.
At the feet of my perplexity
At my window of chance
I hear the wings of angels.
In this secret place,
My solace from the tormented world
I pursue the steps of angels.
In the midst of my redemption,
Embracing this dark role
I answer the questions of angels.
Where they may fear to tread,
Where they may rise to challenge
I stand in awe of angels.
Within this moment of rebirth,
With this welcoming of new light
I thank the patience of angels.
At the heart of my dominion,
At the chalice of my destiny
I accept the faith of angels.
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