An Angel have I in my Heart,
Wielding wanton wand,
He's written out of history,
But still reveals Love's final plan.

I go the way from which he came,
Wearing my kindest Heart,
Free of Reason's curriculum,
Which regiments when it imparts.

It did not look like Earth does,
There was no sky or ground,
Only Love and light unto ourselves,
That spilled for miles around,

That place is far from the altar,
But to and from the vales,
Goes God's Love, never faltering,
Despite the Devil's gales.

So we rejoice,
And raise our voice,
Towards the sky,
Where spirits fly,
And Love goes by,
All the day.

I gave my Self,
For better health,
I am a star,
Not a number,
Conduit of wealth.