THE ANGEL

When its dark and gloomy...
All lights have faded out...
With darkness all around me
Aimlessly I wander about.

My memories block the light
And keep my heart in darkness.
Try however hard I might,
Can I ever clean up this mess?

Deceived by Life a hundred times
And beaten by the heartless Fates...
But there, a light shines...
It breaks open the dungeon’s gates.

The dawn breaks, bringing new life:
Darkness now crouches and hides;
Its the end of turmoil and strife
And, peace, in Nature resides.

There I see the Angel stands...
She holds out her hand for me...
For her love, nothing she demands.
I pay my tribute to thee...