From slumber dark and deep
Here does an angel leap.
A specter, clothed in white,
Settled here to spend the night.
A rasping breath adds to the noise
Of deathly silence’s cherished toys.
The angel’s garments shift to black,
And I so deeply feel my lack.
The dawn breaks from behind a cloud,
Heaven’s triumph at last allowed.
And from this dream doth I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
