Freedom

She steps onto the sand
As her eyes sweep across the sea
She knows she is happy
She knows she is free
A cool wind caresses her soul
As it softly lashes her hair
Her thoughts are pure and bright
And for darkness she doesn’t not care
For when she’s with these things she loves
The earth, the stars, the sky
The moon she loves so very much
Such beauty makes her cry
Her tears are not for sadness
Nor are they for pain
Her tears are for all joyful things
And are never shed in vain