To see you sovereign
is my delight:
to see you stand,
your power fully
at your own command.
You wield it, as you must,
from your abiding love
and so, implicitly, I trust
your truth. And also your resolve.
And though the waves
of doubt and pain
may crash against your walls
I trust your strength
to persevere
till each aggressor falls.
And you will reach
your valiant hand once more
To raise up anyone
who’s beaten down
and set them standing
upright on your shore
and walk with them
till they can walk alone.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 8, 2011
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