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I
Am Driftwood No Longer
By
Len Bourret
I was able to catch the light,
but not from any lofty towers
on any sunset bay.
Because I would not have
been able to see nature's
rainbow prismic sight,
or a clear sky,
and a brighter day.
Or, what a sudden lift of
fog reveals,
a golden gate bridge so
majestic in a cloud,
the beauty it protects
and conceals,
hiding the sun within
its shroud.
Where constitutional
rights can be reborn,
for inherently good
gays and lesbians,
for Madonna and
Elton John, Rock
Hudson and Lena
Horne.
Did land winds blow
from wild flowers?
Did land winds blow
from thunder showers?
I really do not know.
But, one thing I am
most certain.
In order to enjoy a
rainbow, you must
be willing to pass
through the rain.
The colonists' gallant
ships, to places like
New England, once
sailed.
My gay and lesbian
family went to San
Francisco.
Their self-determination
never failed.
Artistically creating an
eden more benevolent,
to carve their place in
the world, to live life
fully, and to find their
gain.
So grateful that
I am gay,
and driftwood
no longer.
Rainbow people
make me proud.
Copyright ©
2003 Len Bourret
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