The impetus of Andrew Wyeth's Pentecost, depicting a pair of fishing nets blowing in the breeze, was the death of a young girl swept out to sea. The backstory is nowhere in the painting, but the feeling is there.
In a similar way, the first and last verses by themselves would make a complete and powerful poem.
(I think the middle two verses have some technical imperfections, such as "so angels would guide it for us here below", which is slightly off metrically, and "for us here below" seems there to fill out the line and supply the rhyme.
In the first verse, I like the density of assonance and consonance -- sound matching sense -- and the inventive 'diamond/climbed and' rhyme. In the fourth verse, I like the naturalness of the language, and the unexpected exhilaration of the final line.)
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