More than spell

I'm not afraid to live my lifetime
Beneath his widespread silent wing.
Before an accident or rash crime
The bell of heaven has to ring.

His voice is mute, but loud like thunder,
His gaze includes all universe,
Dependent world inside and under.
No explanation how to verse.

His words are strong as well as armour,
His saving prayer's more than spell.
And if he asks to play of drummer,
I'll follow him even to hell.


For my guardian angel Alaert specially...


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