The wings of white turn the heavens gate upside down.
Little by little the world of human bound by time gets shifted.
The guardian of grace sends her knowledge of acceptance
reflecting on the purpose of her children.
Her name is ever here, uplifting the waste of ignorance
she is the light in the dark casting a halo to her family.
Her purpose is here yet gone, brown has never held such beauty.
The consistency of hue does not make it clear the pertentiousness
lacking not she gave all to her end.
What did nana say a guiding phrase blissfully ignorant of the pretense,
she an angel falling up not down, looking like pain but holding beauty.
Giving what cannot be bought, Nana got you, Nana will always love you.