She is the Virgin in the Storm, <br /> <br />the new calf <br />born <br />in the middle of the lion hunt, <br /> <br />the only person in Hell <br />who doesn't belong there. <br /> <br />She is the white chalk outline <br />at the murder scene, <br /> <br />the six heart pile-up on the freeway <br />where she walks away unharmed. <br /> <br />She's the girl who brought a book <br />to the party. <br /> <br />Yet, she is not cynical <br />has no scars <br />walks through life <br />unharmed. <br /> <br /> <br />She is the girl who loves me <br /> <br />taught me how push back every storm; <br /> <br />quiet lions; <br /> <br />quell Satan; <br /> <br />stop chalk line murders; <br /> <br />practice heart safety, <br /> <br />to read books at book parties. <br /> <br />live quietly <br />drawing sunshine <br />from dark places, <br /> <br />look evil in the eye <br />neither to cringe <br />nor strike out, <br /> <br />keep my courage up; <br />not wring the life out of Now <br />for fear of Yesterday <br />or Tomorrow. <br /> <br />I lay down with her each night <br />and absorb all this in the <br />gentle twilight <br />her hand in my hand <br />smiling. <br /> <br />'If' she said <br />'You are hit with a purple shaft <br />in the heart <br />take it out <br />and see if there is someone close by <br />you can help. <br /> <br />If your luck is bad <br />savor it <br />for the good luck <br />will be the sweeter more. <br /> <br />She said' <br />life is long <br />if your tolerance is short; <br /> <br />extend your self' she said <br />'across this universe <br />and it <br />will unfold for you.' <br /> <br />This was her gift <br />and that was <br />her comfort in living <br />taking what came her way <br />willingly <br />and absorbed all things <br />the bad <br />and the good. <br /> <br />Some people <br />simply have a talent <br />a talent for living.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/virgin-in-the-storm/
