Madonna Of The Light
Art by Norman E. Masters
Sophia arose from Saco Bay. She came just to welcome me. Pure white snow carpeted The ground She stood upon. High tide had left a strip of Bare, tan beach to be Her feet. A petticoat of white wavelets Flirted with Her ankles. Above them She wore A blue-gray silken skirt, striped With waves of subtly darker gray, Slightly wrinkled by a breeze. A billowing, sheer, seductive mist Formed Her blouse, barely concealing The land to the East of the harbor That became Her splendid torso. And, Oh! Above it rose The sun, Her round, full face, Beaming light and life upon me, Raising Love up in my soul. Her face was framed by silvery Clouds of hair, streaming out Across Her shoulders, along Her arms Outspread to greet me. The brightening sky became Her halo. She was magnificent! And, for an eternal moment, She and I were One.