The Preferred Instrument Of Angels Is The Autoharp

last night as my eyes closed
after another day of unending
attacks upon the ramparts
of my encircled mental fortress
it came as an unfamiliar touch
a hand without body
the soft warm hand of peace
and my ears filled with the sound
of an instrument from my youth

i woke to find it was just a dream
a simple message to let me know
someday....
someday....
when my battles have been fought and won
i will once again join in
and the quartet will play once more