Solace (4.12.08)

Your soul is weary, your feet are weak
And your heart is tired
I can save you.
Give me your hand and I’ll carry you
To the angels’ garden
Beneath the moon.
Lie beneath the stars, rest your head here
Under the soft moonlight
On my shoulder.
And soon I must leave, but do not weep
For even when I’m gone –
I am with you.