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.
Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetry-183/
