When faced by troubled circumstance, I Pray
Beyond the realm of “Earthly” pleas confined
To reach out in sure hope of, “Come what may”
What e’er my plight, I need not feel resigned
As all about seem anchored by their chains
Deep contemplation leads me to conclude
Release from torment, lest such evil gains
Is but a waft away from Saints like Jude
Yet here among us walk in human form
The very essence of said Seraphim
‘Though “Miracles” performed may seem the norm
By caring nature, grace Creator’s whim
If granted just one wish, I do propose
“Assign to all” one Angel “Heaven knows