Matron Of The Soul Poem by John Evans

Faith - beautiful matron of the wise soul,

Courage, Love Compassion,

A kiss from a century's embrace,

The seeds of a ripened heart, a

Confessor's reclamation as the thirsty earth -

inebriated from man's tinctured soul, and

Wisdom's silence bleeds of the lofty bells,

A house divided...

As the mighty warrior passes forth -

A peaceful good bye most will not soon come to know -

nor fear; but, alas -

the dying voice crowds the halls of no regrets.