Angel

You found me crying in a rainy night.
You showed me hope in the morning light.
Your sheltering wing, your gentle touch,
the kindness of your gaze opening my eyes.

From the fields of gold
to the blue skies over the rainbow,
you sing for the creative spirit,
you paint landscapes with your voice.

Your song of the rose has blossomed
into music around the world looking at life anew.
We've returned to the garden where all loves end,
where birds sing and fountains spring.

I've been spinning out your golden thread,
showing the world your rainbow design.
Miracle of a moment opening the door to the light
beyond all time with hand and heart and mind.