A Poem.

For The sound that wafted through the trees
brought the sorrow of man to its knees.
For no more pure can Joy be
than when sent from the depths of the majestic Sea...

Like a storm In her thoughts his voice arose
Like a Pillar of light his Love down poured.
For not one person on this earth could love her so
And she loved him yet even more.

The rhythm of her heart was fast as wind
And loud as the crashing waves.
For in his eyes she was no mere beauty
And in hers, he was divine.

Like an autumns day he was delightfully warm
yet he sent a soft chill down her spine.
For she knew as he held her there,
They would be till the end of time.