the fondness of a calming touch,
humor light as air,
a cooling chime of words,

sunsets in regal crimson, 
violet flame,

sea waves that burst
like angel hands raised up
in prayer,
fireworks of water
praise
in sprays of starred hosanna
bowed to sand
before a guiding God,

the signing, lifting sigh
of limber rhyme
entwined

in care beyond holding 
or form

are for you.

"And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm." -- Mark 4:39

Slightly modified photograph reprinted with permission from a monthly edition of the New York Institute of Photography's website. © David Harding, an NYI student, all rights reserved.