Poems from Sea of Glass
What is to thank the night for
Except that it is here,
To hide the quiet footsteps
Padding softly over damp leaves?
As darkness slips...
Freedom is tangible as glass stars.
While it shimmers and shakes under the sky,
It burns quickly, flickering out as dusk rises.
Beneath...
You are free to love
If you're straight
You are free to express
Including hate
You are free to work
If you're a man
You are free to go...