by Safiyyah Manjra
Beneath the stars in the cold night,
That I may stand strong and not fright.
Brush your fingers through my hair,
Make this night feel like not a tear.
Out in the garden where roses lie,
Tulips breed and find the honest daffodils cry.
The canna lily says it's open symphony,
Look at me and take me into that other galaxy.
Leave me in awe and at speechless rest.
Unleash the me who is hopeless.
Help me escape to the place of serenity.
The still infinity.
Hold me tight and show me,
All that you are when we are both free.