Tempest

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