Mother of Exiles

Your eyes say there's a room for everyone I lost my way, welcome me to your shore Light up your torch, I'm avoiding the sun Of fear as I sailed across with my oar. Are there words unsaid in your silenced lips The waves churn, the winds gather the voices Behind those walls e'en thus of rolling ships And thunderclaps above frightened faces. Is there a loving embrace known to me Is there a warm home beyond tall, old pines; Roots of battles as old as history Here, is my ambrosial desire that chimes. I'd sing the songs of heroes rejoicing Man; so shall the seabird's breadth of wanting. © 2019 Maricris Cabrera