Gentle soul, stay gentle through your currents,
your seeming endless storms. Breathe deep, convert
each fearful vision through prayer to advents
of peaceful imagery: angels’ concerts,
loved ones gathered on smooth lake’s sunset shore.
Know when Van Gogh painted his “Starry Night
Over the Rhone” he lighted it for your
eyes, your gentle soul. When Chopin takes flight,
glides through peaceful preludes, he’s caressing
you. Listen to Whitman speak his poems
of joy, witnessing it, hearing it sing
in life’s each moment – those calling anthems
seeking your response. When the Buddha strolled
his Eightfold Path, he knew your gentle soul.
Roger Armbrust
October 14, 2015
