Angel Song

The angels sang in bands of three
Their voices loud and clear
It echoed off the mountain tops
For all the world to hear

They sang with perfect rhythm
Like the beat of night and day
It would rise to a crescendo
And then gently fade away

The angels sang in harmony
Not a note out of place
It echoed off the town hall bells
All filled with charm and grace

They sang a song that filled the world
That bade it breathe and spin
It told each tide to rise and fall
Each season to begin

The angels sang a melody
Too timeless to be old
It echoed in all living things
In the pits of their souls

The pixies all would play to it
The fair folk sang along
The centaurs pranced, the fairies danced
To the beat of the song.

It filled the world with magic
And with knowledge, grace and love
All things unwittingly danced
To the rhythm from above

The angels sang in groups of three
Their voices loud and clear
It echoed off the mountain tops
For all the world to hear.