Free to Soar

Full and radiant
She commands the sky
No stars intrude
Through the fog
There is only her light

Everything is silver
From the fog
To the grass
To the homes
Of the sleeping people
My paper
My pen
Are coloured by her
Casting light

My face is also silver
Bathed in her gentle touch
And when I turn to face her
I feel fear trapped in the cold
My spirit soars
Lifted by this sight
Knowing it will only be
Seen this night

So tonight my spirit
Will live
And my heart
Will be free
And perhaps tomorrow
I can continue to be lifted
By the beauty
Of her light