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
Copyright © Maricris Cabrera | Year Posted 2019
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