A different tack

 A different tack to take the sea

with wind and voice solve a mystery

of colors without a palette but

a certainty to try to be

The freedom we ask for

from the Lords that Be

the flow of power from them to me

the certain versus the uncertainty

The mask of freedom has the veneer

the painted face in ignorance or bliss

within the light they hold so dear

but wander naked in their misery

I wanna say you could be free

no need to wander the unending drear

no wind no sand no sun no Rome

just love another and be at home