Presence Prelude and Song

From A Song To Deliver

Artwork by Gail Bradshaw

Prelude

Where are the angels?

Since we split the atom into love and hate is the air too thin for their wings?

Do they visit the orphanage and the battlefield, the crypt and the nave, stand by our beds, sing, pray, and carry our souls away ?

Avenge our wrongs?  Forgive our sins?

Fight dragons?

Or have they left us alone to make our dark magics, sing our sorrowful songs, and scratch our dismal streams of numbers onto the immeasurable silent wisdom into which we are born?

Demons abound to try our faith, they look and talk and smell like us and shout from their shattered windows:

"Recoil, return, repeal, repent, reveal, relive, regret.

Replace us if you wish, but we are you."

Are there are no angels to sweep them away and dash them to dust?

Or do angels watch and guard us still, and heal our hearts with music?

Song

Lyrics

Here in the presence of the angel,
Who watches everyone we love,
Standing by our doorpost,
Eyes on the rainbow up above.

He brings music in the morning,
As the sleepers awake.
Drums and trumpets they are sounding
A sweet song to ease your heartache.

Feel the strength of rhythm and rhyme,
To steady time,
And heal our minds,
And carry us all away.

Here in the night, she is with you.
And she holds your evening song.
Sweet words of comfort, to calm the world,
And keep your spirit strong.

You will know her by her power
And by the wisdom that she brings.
She will reach you, she will teach you,
The joyful music that she sings.

Let it in your heart.
Let it in your heart now.

Feel the strength of rhythm and rhyme,
To steady time,
And heal our minds,
And carry us all away.

Whisper to the blossom,
Pray to the seed,
They are all you'll ever need.

Rest with the owl,
Rise with the moon,
Study magic with the loon.

Dance with the raven,
Laugh with the fox,
Kiss that boy who never talks.

Smile and forgive
Your enemy tonight.
No need for a fight,

Everything's alright.

In the presence of the angel,
Who watches everyone we love,
Standing by our doorpost,
Eyes on the rainbow up above.

He brings us music in the morning,
As the sleepers awake.
Drums and trumpets they are sounding
A sweet song to ease your heartache.

To ease your heartache.
To ease your heartache.

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