When your heart climbs a mountain,
And your soul finds a sweet peace.
Then you hear footsteps of angels,
Your heart beat is increased.
When Your eyes see where you have been,
And changes now and then.
You have heard footsteps of angels,
As you begin to grin.
Your heart melts at the site of a blind child,
Bending down, giving him a hand.
You feel a lift from heaven,
And join in with their band.
When the sea calls your name,
As you stare out over it's shore.
Admiring it's beauty and knowing what it is for,
It is really angels at your heart's outside door.
When life you give for all you care,
And time for you is late.
Just listen for angels footsteps,
They will carry you to heavens gate.
angels are copyrighted by Joan Kirk of Angelic Artistry.