Ode To Being Seen
Yasmin Castro
Oh, shadow is someone there?
For I am very scared
In the darkness I may be
A familiar smile, A familiar glace
A bridge built over, just for me
As for I have learned to accept,
That a steady hand is one to never forget
Finally seen, after a war so long
I just can’t believe the sun is actually on me
With the glow, I know to never feel sorrow
As for I know what it’s like
The growth shows
Like a small little tree
Branches embrace
A place I’d never thought I would be
No longer lost, no longer enclosed
I am a dove
So free, so calm, so loved.
