Lightning Rod


Into my raging tempest

Steals the gentle guest.

You take my fiercest blast -

Softly, staunchly steadfast.

So surely surreptitious -

Nigh unto insidious.

Gradually winds of stress

Succumb to gentle caress.

Harbored hurts healed -

Loving balm's well-earned yield.

Relenting rages fade -

Love's dict obeyed.

Frozen heart thawed

By lovely lightning rod.


July 2004