I Spoke To Liberty
I spoke to liberty and liberty spoke to me
Asking softly, 'Do you really want to be free?'
I murmured to melancholy and melancholy said
' Why do all these thoughts go through your head?'
I asked for grace and grace touched my life
Saying, 'Quiet for now. Forget all your strife.'
Then I walked on alone. Touched to the bone.
The anger and the pain, washed by the rain
Dissolved as I wept.
Then, fortunately I slept.
I spoke to liberty and liberty spoke to me
Asking softly, 'Do you really want to be free?'
Copyright: Rani Turton
