In the stillness of the night, they glide,
Wings of light in ethereal flight,
Guardians of the realms unseen,
Angels whisper in twilightâs sheen.
With eyes that gleam like morning dew,
They watch over dreams, pure and true,
Embracing hearts with gentle might,
In shadows deep, they bring forth light.
Through storms of sorrow, they will sail,
Their presence soft, a tender veil,
Lifting souls from depths of despair,
With love so vast, beyond compare.
In every breath, a silent prayer,
For angels’ grace is everywhere,
Unseen, yet felt in every part,
They dwell within the human heart.