Thunderous Trumpets Blew

Within your eyes, the fires of Hell burned fierce
and Heaven’s trumpets thundered through.
We tried, in vain, to hold that final year,
but He descended through the clouds for you.

While you slept, you were never left alone;
I whispered your sweet name into the dark.
I held you close, though Heaven pulled you away.
I kissed your soul; released your weary heart.

I slept with our lost past while blue tears fell;
My heart sent white doves soaring from your grave.
The brightest star to sparkle in my Hell;
I carry your courage like a hidden flame.