Among storms, among fires,
Among burning passions,
In elemental, flaming strife,
It flies to us from the heavens-
A heavenly creature to earth's son
With gaze of clearest azure-
And on the rebellious sea
It pours a soothing balm.
Poetry
written byFyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
© Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev