Biding my time, in syncopation
with the angels fluttering by,
outside of my window, during the day,
and receding into heaven by dusk.
They will return to gather the elect
children of G-d, waiting in patience
for the darkness to pass at last,
revealing the truth on High.
At dawn, we will be lifted into the air,
transcending once and for all,
this world of tears, and sorrow –
transformed into our true selves.