Saturday, August 14, 2010

Tempest

 



SO SOFT HAD HE SPOKE

THAT PETER BENDING CLOSE

COULD SCARCELY HEAR

HIS COMMAND TO THE STORM

PEACE BE STILL

GOD'S HAND RAN ACROSS THE SKY

GATHERING THE DARK AND SHOWING STARS

HIS HAND RAN ACROSS THE SEA'S ANGRY BROW

AND SOOTHED IT

IF GOD BY A WORD CAN STILL THE SEA

CAN HE NOT STILL THE TEMPEST THAT RAGES IN ME







FRANK A VOLLMER

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