Wednesday, January 21, 2004

sonnet to a saint

Of beauty, there is none to rival thee
In depth of heart and soul and glowing face
Compassion, care and love doth flow so free
Exemplary of unaffected grace
In loving arms, soft breast, a warm embrace
A strength that holds at bay a childish fear
A persevering prayer that teaches faith
A faith that teaches prayer to persevere
A melody that soars o’er sixty years
From humble heart, eternal song hath sprung
Intermingled grief and joyful tears
A truer tale no one has ever sung
Resounding praise in softer whispers heard
A living story told without a word

© 2004 rodlewis