Calm stirrings - by michael jerry tupa

Calm Stirrings

Courage on a stormy night,
was she.
The window to a greater light,
was she.
A beacon along the path of right,
was she.
A living psalm of truth and might,
was she.
Calm waters in the turbulent twilight,
was she.
A wind pushing me to a greater height,
was she.
A spiritual telescope extending my sight,
was she.
A symphony of emotions giving me flight,
was she.
A rainbow raising my eyes to horizons bright,
was she.

An angel clothed in glowing white,
is she.

_Michael Jerry Tupa