I am a sanctuary

a room made of blue and soft white

one hundred candles relentlessly aflame

melodies of music weaving through the air

I am a statue

a forever beacon in wind and snow

eyes lifted to the heavens, extolling God

feet decidedly balancing upon sweet spring

I am a tidal wave

a surge tossed about by currents of human life

some of triumph and others of sorrow

painting the path of our mysterious hearts