Heavens holy throat.

He caught her as she was falling like his promise kept her wings afloat

And conveyed in softly spoken words from the heavens holy throat

that she would fly another time, today would love and live below

It was not her time, not yet to go

He caught her as she was falling, with gentle hands outstretched
With care

A whisper that he has spoken, just call my name and I'll be there.