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.
GREAT!!! Really enjoyed the way you write. I am going to read some more of your poems. This stands true for the ones I have already read and surely those which I am about to. Keep on truckin.
David
A lovely tribute indeed! I keep coming back to your page for more and never leave disappointed. Thanks for the pleasant experience.
Jessica