On that bleakest of days, when even the strongest beams,
Couldn’t penetrate the dark clouds that hovered over me,
Or bring solace to the sense of foreboding,
That gripped my soul deeply in it's clutch,
An angel came into my life.
Surrounded by an aura of serenity, a soothing calmness,
And the sound of the herald's call,
She took my hand.
With life’s confusion reigning in my head,
And insurmountable mountains to conquer,
When all seemed lost in the grayness of the fog,
That confounded my senses, and blocked out all prospect,
She raised me on high.
Hope, long unseen, grew through my desolation,
The warmth of her love filled my heart.
The weight of life’s heavy burdens eased from my shoulders.
Saying more than any words ever could,
Her delicate smile
Filled the emptiness that had engulfed my life.
With my angel at my side the world spun glorious,
I glided on beds of golden leaves.
No more could the obscurity from the darkest depths,
Block out the golden rays of belief that now shone in my world,
And guided me along my path.
Now could I walk strong, with no fears, no holds to bind me,
With my angel by my side.
