In realms beyond our mortal sight,
Where darkness meets celestial light,
In whispered winds and starlit skies,
There dwell the angels, free to rise.
With wings of silk and halos bright,
They dance on threads of gentle night,
Their presence brings a calming grace,
A soothing balm for every place.
Guardians of the earthly bounds,
In silence, they make their rounds,
Guiding hearts through trials and fears,
Whispering hope into human ears.
Messenger between realms they stand,
Bridging heaven and earthly land,
With voices soft as morning dew,
They share secrets known to few.
In times of joy, they softly sing,
Their melodies a healing spring,
And when the world is draped in sorrow,
They cradle souls, a bright tomorrow.
With gentle touch and tender care,
They mend the broken, hearts laid bare,
Their love, a beacon shining wide,
A steadfast presence by our side.
Oh, angels, ethereal and divine,
Your grace and light forever shine,
In every corner of the universe's span,
Guiding, guarding, the celestial plan.