Classic Poem

Sometimes when I feel hurried or dismayed,
Your face in calmness comes before my view,
And on your features then I see displayed
An understanding look, as if you knew
That I have need of your serenity;
I feel your presence though you dwell afar,
And something of your poise is given to me,
Remote, yet like a steady-gleaming star . . .
Madonna-like, it seems you are imbued
With peace, which lends me strength and fortitude.

Sometimes when I feel hurried or dismayed,
Your face in calmness comes before my view,
And on your features then I see displayed
An understanding look, as if you knew
That I have need of your serenity;
I feel your presence though you dwell afar,
And something of your poise is given to me,
Remote, yet like a steady-gleaming star . . .
Madonna-like, it seems you are imbued
With peace, which lends me strength and fortitude.