Dedicated to the Unseen

Woken by an unfamiliar alteration

I knew something had changed

White lights and taut beds

You seized my hand

And looked into my eyes

As we knew what we have mislaid

And the angels weep

For the souls left on earth

Anguished the loss of what could have been

And never was

The angels cried

As they cradled chaste virtue

Reading them for what would be

And the angels smiled

Knowing what we do not

But eminence silently

Waiting

For our faith to grow strong

So we then will know

Someday

Innocence vanished on earth

 was gained above

And the angels cry