An angel, at midnight, flew through the skies,
Singing a delightful song.
The stars, the moon, together, listened
To this radiant song of beauty.
He sang of the joy where pure spirits
Live in the heavenly blue.
He spoke of God, his praise was
All ecstasy and sincerity.
He carried an exquisite soul in his arms.
On earth it darkened.
And the echo of the song in the young spirit
Stayed wordless, but understood.
And for a long time on earth it faded,
Sighing for the Beyond.
And our harsh and cutting sounds could never
Replace the celestial song.







