Born Free
Through all the stars I still see black sky
Through all the hate I still see love
Through all the rivers I still see lakes
Through all the tears I still see rainbows
Through all the time I still stand still
Through all the stillness I still see ripples
Through all the highs I still see lows
Through all the noise I still hear silence
Through all the pain I still see healing
Through all the anger I still see calm
Through all my heart I still see wonder
Through all my flaws I am still beautiful
Through all my soul I am waiting to be free.
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2020
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