She Stands

She stands at the harbor door so strong, her heart of stone is like one of a Saint. Her eyes of wisdom have seen the coming of greatness, and she welcomes them, much as a mother cuddling her newborn babe. A sight to behold for many a lost vessel, searching for the comfort, once forsaken needing refugee in safe arms. Tears she has dried, while allowing dreams to become reality, with new found hope. A giver of compassion, love, and acceptance, never swaying, she stands. A beacon of warmth as a new life begins, guarding the rights, and safety for all. Yes, she stands at the door.