Unpolished

A prayer unpolished
Rugged and deep
Is cried out loud
She feels so weak,
Words seem futile
There's more to say
She cannot stop now
She has a part to play,
Are the mountains moving?
Is the sky clearing?
She can only wonder
Yet the time is nearing,
Beyond the divide
In the invisible world
The angels stand ready
With wings unfurled,
Swords are drawn
They are ready to fight
They can feel her prayers
And time is right,
The signal sounds
And the battle is begun
The demons for their prince
And the angels for the Son.