Looking for an angel's song

I wonder in what form my angel will come,
To hold close my heart and soul,
Will my angel sound a harp or drum?
Shall this angel's song make me whole?

Will he come to me as an innocent cherub?
Helpless and nude pulling on apron strings?
Or will it be as extreme as a burning shrub,
Speaking in the voice of divine kings?

Possibly he will come as a warrior angel,
And his embrace will provide safeguard,
Perhaps I will be safe when we entangle,
And all my enemies will be marred,

Or perhaps he's somewhere I look everyday,
And it's my own fault I feel him missing,
I wonder if he has already come my way,
And if missed, could he be found by reminiscing?