When the angels come for you,

Spread your sails and head up high. 

They bring along a spirit canoe

To take you up beyond the sky.

Fly away with prayers and blessings.

Back to Source – the fantastic Whole.

No time for fears or painful stressings.

On the way back to your galactic soul.

 When the angels come for you

It’s time to give up the fight.

They know the moment, oh yes they do

To guide you home before the night.

When the angels come for you

I’ll see you safely on your way. 

For sure as love is real and true

We’ll meet again some sunny day.  

Cynthia Crisp