To An Intern Poem by Michael J ORourke2

Why is it when I look into your eyes
I see nothing but a pure soul- no disguise
A musical dance of the eyes- all sincerity
With a calm determined will- no temerity

Why is it when I see that smile flashing
And that adventurous spirit dashing
Off to Israel and frigid Iceland too
Summoning all the heavens into your view

Why is it? Why is it?
You are here for a short visit
Yet in this golden sliver of time
Your spirit deserves a special rhyme

And so I knew from the very start
Your grace suffused a generous heart
Which did my own heart uplift
Your kindness and Love- God's miraculous gift!