She stands within their shadow
Yet shines with equal light
Not as of the blinding sun
But soft as stars at night
Her voice though overtaken
By the echoes sent before
Is as strong as the nightingale's
Where the fearsome tigers roar
When you read her music
You can hear her spirit sing
With the softness of the power
That any storm can bring.
I'm blest to know her wisdom
If only for today
For I know it will be heard
When I am gone away.
Beautiful work!
I love the irony of this poem. The fact that, sometimes, the strongest statements are made by the softest means. Softer, as in more approachable. Inviting, instead of intimidating.
This is so very beautiful!!!! "She stands within their shadow
Yet shines with equal light
Not as of the blinding sun
But soft as stars at night" and "When you read her music
You can hear her spirit sing
With the softness of the power
That any storm can bring." These are my utmost favorite lines!!!! Bless you my friend for such a lovely tribute.