symbol
I
saw a child caught in some branches
And as he struggled to be free
I beheld him for a moment as the face of all the children
Now snared in the world
Now fighting to become real
And this child became a living symbol
His hand pushing into the breeze

I
saw a woman fall into the street
And as she paused with her head down
I beheld her for a moment as all woman
Trying to recover their crown
Trying to establish their dignity
And this woman became a living symbol
Her hand pushing upon the ground

I
saw a man waking from a deep sleep
And as he blinked into the day
I beheld him for a moment as the face of all men
Their entry into life
Their speaking the truth
And this man became a living symbol
His hand open towards the light
