Beneath the hush of silver skies where starlight weaves through dreams There drifts a choir angels fair by moon’s eternal beams. Their wings are stitched with threads dawn each feather soft as breath They move between world life and silent halls death. voices like river’s hymn wind gently air Each note shard mercy’s light tone whispered prayer. do not walk mortals do footfalls on ground But glide upon winds time souls hope found. guard doors mortal hearts shadows softly creep keep vigil night while weary dreamers sleep. eyes reflect secret suns that can’t see And in their gaze kindness lives both vast endlessly. When sorrow bends fragile spine burdens weigh too deep lift soul gentle hands rock child to gather tears crystal bowls set them stars So every grief becomes light shines heaven’s bars. harps strung rain songs spun flame sing for glory bright but love’s holy name. For heart breaks apart soul weeps An angel kneels grace moment keeps. wander forgotten fields broken dreams still lie breathe withered roots bid seeds try. whispers turn spring blossoms born anew A promise sown quiet soil: “The sun will rise you.” Yet bound simple shining ways— They’ve stood storms midnight wars endless shadowed days. carried flame ash no tongue can name they sing though thunder roars song steady flame. Some say dwell beyond far from sight stranger forms day well night. wear those who love care speak kindness low when at last dusk shall fall our fleeting twilight wraps coil we draw close death stir bend gleam lead us dark into endless dream. keeper’s bridge ‘twixt earth sky The echoes eternity teach fly. Not gods men something more—a promise true That love hold veil see through. ---