Up in the wee hours

Half awake yet half asleep

In search of a mystery song

Ink penned by an Angel

 

In vain I searched

For angelic prints

Of Angelic words

In angelic alphabets

 

Mere mortal I am

Lacking in understanding

Like a baby learning

To speak in earthly words

 

Audibly Inaudible

Comprehensively incomprehensible

Words of babes

Thoughts of Angels

 

Like the beautiful steps

Of the unseen dance

Choreographed in precision

Majestic and angelic in beauty

 

Whereabout unknown

Wherewithal unimaginable

The mystery song

Echoes of angelic thought

 

The unseen words

Of unheard, unsung song

Soothing, enchanting

Exhilarating, yet unyielding

 

Who will find me the song

The lullaby of an Angel

Slumbering peacefully

A thousand flats away

 

Rise up my Angel

Sing me a lullaby

Sing me your song

The lullaby of an Angel