So… the boost of faith was from a kind stranger. It was pouring outside and she walked me to class barefoot under her umbrella. She was awesome [both because of her umbrella-sharing and her conversation].But tonight’s post is another poetry night:
Heavenly Image
The world was blurred, less defined
Into an empty cup the clouds poured
With vision hindered, you still caught my eye
A heavenly image at a hell of a time
To my soul you’re proving magnetic
I can’t refrain from contact, even if it is static
Underneath your stunning umbrella halo
Is a face composed of magnificent care
When Earth offers you the flats
You face it barefooted, relaxed
You smile when it’s torrential
Undiscouraged by the fall
I give you my every and all
You’re void of mortal vanity
Gently you change your path
Aiming to rid mine of the bad
You boost my faith in humanity
The world was blurred, less defined
Into an empty cup the clouds poured
With vision hindered, you still caught my eye
A heavenly image at a hell of a time
That’s all I have- I’m off to see if I can catch a glimpse of the meteor shower and to bed! Night!!
Ashley Kirtman 