Comments about Jazzie Sweigart
Peace In The Storm
I stand alone beside the stormy sea,
The crash of waves roll over me.
And seagulls screaming their harsh cry,
Sing songs of praise to God on High.
The cooling water washes o'er my feet,
I'ts here that God and I will meet.
The sunrise blossoms like a rose
That softly lightens as it grows.