long as there’s calm after the storm
and cloudless starry skies at night
the moon’s beam surely will guide
a lover’s heart through streets of peril
to dance through the vast garden of Eden
and linger in the arms of the Beloved
where love keeps the bees from ranging
Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-74/
