Within your iridescent glow
menace loses definition,
and, calmed again, I still may know
the gentle beauty of our mission:
to spread such glories through this world,
illuminating minds and hearts.
However dark distortions swirled,
we consecrate these chosen arts,
creating with pure purposed love,
with wings encircling from above,
your spectral robe a symbol for
expressions we will yet explore.
My guardian, who glistens bright,
ensuring we reflect God's Light.