Born of beacon hue Moral compass mast Rudder native true Doubt denying cast Guided just by light Shores unseen avail Charted shapes of night Wayward wind drift wail Set on freedom’s course Come what may allow Thine own promise kept Humble held in bow Far from cluttered land Human walls divide Monuments of sand Steel … Continue reading Beacon Hue
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