Freedom’s child

Beyond the hills that stretch afar
where nameless  magic stills the hour,
she sings a lilting happy strain.
Distant sometimes, sometimes so near.
Yet who could sketch her visage dear
but unite in her sweet refrain?

“A new day beckons all of life
to don the veil, to be his wife.
So cast away the past’s mistakes,
let this morn sleeping dreams ignite.
Unfurl your wings come take a flight,
come soar with me,  ye freedom’s child.”

“The sky has wiped its slate off clean
and time has never looked so keen;
upon its warp your tale compile.
Your heart will tell you what is right.
Unfurl your wings come take a flight,
come soar with me,  ye freedom’s child.”

Melody lingered on the breeze
yet when the voice happened to cease,
I am afraid I cannot say.
But should you ever feel unjust,
remember that the song is just
a whim  away, a whim away.

-Roslin Steeple

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