We arrive Home, at the end ...

                          Angelic wings swish through ethereal

                          innocence, we arrive Home, at the end,

                          come, and hold my hand, whilst material

                          vision's frightening monsters fade, my friend;

                          watch, as two soaring soul's used disguise falls

                          apart in the ancient light's calling sooth,

                          feel, this flight is so light, through seeming walls

                          we carry with us nothing, but the truth;

                          see, as unconditional love's flow heals

                          our separated lives' grim memory,

                          leaving behind the imagined fate-wheels,

                          come, dear, with me, across infinity.

                             From death to new birth, beyond time's distance,

                             God's love unites our spirits' existence.