Ruby of the Deep

I am the ruby of oceans and valleys deep

Born of dear marine queen and stoic world industry

In the place where thick warm winds bend trees to weep, sweet bright peaches sway in peace.

Mine is a life of cacophonous solitude

Alongside burning embers, ideals of all multitudes

By night I dream stars in the sun and by day I construct clouds in the moon.

Mine is a country of scarlet clay and rich amethyst

Giving life to cerulean truth and golden ambition

Home to values of possibility and purpose that I hold like a dove, fighting to fruition.

Mine is the lineage of trifold belonging

Emerald coast laced with heavenly mist; navy forest pinked with quiet bliss;

White mountains o’er fields of grain blowing listless.

So my ancestors came to this country under cotton kerchiefs and clasped hands

Wanting a life of multicolored majesty beneath justices’ endearment.

And I, I want a life of worldly experience

Where I can wield power for progress and mend the frayed fleece

For I am the ruby of oceans and valleys deep,

Born for inspiring love and championing peace.