In realms where light and shadows blend,
Angels tread on wings of gold,
Their whispers like a gentle wind,
Secrets of the heavens told.

Beneath the stars, through night so deep,
They guard the dreams we hold so dear,
With tender hearts, our souls they keep,
Dispelling every doubt and fear.

In moments when the world grows cold,
Their presence warms the darkest night,
For in their eyes, pure love unfolds,
A beacon of eternal light.

So let us trust in angels’ grace,
Their wings that shield in silent flight,
For in their care, we find our place,
Embraced by their celestial might.