What will it be like when the angels come?
I can only imagine,
for I do not know.
I wonder…
Will they be as big as I’ve been told?
I do not know.
Will there be, as many as I’ve been told?
I do not know.
What will the message be?
I wonder….
One of warning?
Or one of great joy!
Will they sing glorious praises to me?
To you?
Will they call my name?
Your name?
Oh… I hope so!
Either way.
Be not afraid they always say.
Until then…
I will still wonder…
And surely I will listen.
For I believe,
The many voices
That tell me…
The angels come.