Keith

Mont St Michel

And Michael

Smiled from his mount

Took pity

And hurled beams of love

Showers of peace -

And calm came upon me

As flowers flourished in the rain

Fever failed

Fled

And in its stead

Bled rivers of joy.

Springs of hope

Welled and spilled

Over my heart

Filling in all the love

From years apart

And I could not help but see

Casting out my shadow of doubt

Michael

In all His Majesty

High up on the mount

Waiting there for me.