Quiet… its so quiet I thought I heard an angle cry.
I thought I saw within my heart, as with his wings he hid his eyes.
Crying Holy! Holy! Holy! Then faded off into sacred silence of his own place.
Sitting down I took my pen to capture such a sight, my heart reeling, tearing, and moved to tears, as deep within I cry — Holy, Holy, Holy!
And I drift off into a quit, silent sigh.
Blessed are you Lord, Blessed is Your Holy name.