Analysis of Hand of the angel

She stepped afoot an angels hand and rose up to the clouds
Parting the air with light itself
And yielding herself bare
As she walked through time and space
Life flashed before her eyes
Her energy decorated stars
Every precious heartfelt try
But she did not find heaven
Nor a hell to finally blind
And she became a flaming sun to sit adorning skies
And when the sun burnt out
And the angel finally rose
He took pity upon her soul
And then to her sweet resting goal
A place where all do go
And rest eternally
Until a god they know
One of love and peace