There, out in the harbor,
with her back to the madding,
stands the old noble Lady
with her torch and her crown.
Just the sight of her back,
and her book, and her beacon
still thrills me the most
on my way into town.
.
She stands on her island,
stands for Hope and for Liberty.
She stands in all weather,
and without moment’s rest.
She stands and she beckons,
she cries and she offers
the salve of sweet Freedom
to all the oppressed.
.
She stands when I watch her,
doesn’t cease when I don’t.
Her charge is unending,
and eternal as the sea.
She stands in the best of times,
shines brightest in the worst,
She’s a light in great darkness,
she’s Lady Liberty.
January 30, 2020
