My Angel of the West

This western road that takes me to your door –
This long and lively road that leads to where
Your house alights and where you wait before
Your entrance in your constant, patient prayer.
So pray for me, my heart, so I may rest
Beside your burning hearth with purpose slowed;
And pray for me, my angel of the west,
So I might gain excitement on this road.
And so she answered me with many gifts
That I enjoy upon my daily rite,
And each anoints with purpose and uplifts
My burning heart with lights upon the night.
Your rest will come eventually to me –
But wait for me, my love, please, patiently.