In the midst of the night,
The Angel of Light greets me; 
Hair fluffed like cotton and light as air. 
She takes away all my blight, 
Gracing the eyes from which I see; 
The sight of her is divine and rare. 

She lives to be melodic and sweet;
Her song lulls me to peace
When I cannot escape this dark.
Calming the racing of this unsteady heartbeat,
The violence inside does cease;
When my light dies, she brings me a spark.

She traverses through time and space;
Like a goddess, mystical and grand;
She is a mystery to behold.
She alights upon me with kindness and grace,
Blessing me with her divine hand;
Bringing multitudes warmth when it is cold.

The pain she knows is the comfort she shares,
With kindness tempered throughout time;
Oh, how she takes flight like a dove.
Mighty is her heart, so full of cares;
There is no reason to it, nor rhyme.
She could only inspire faith and love.

Angel of Light, I owe my faith to thee.
In the face of adversity, I have been bestowed with you.
I hope, one day, I can share with you the bounty you are due.
Dear God, thank you for bringing me She;
I have never been graced with divinity so true;
In times of trial, you give me strength; you help me get through.