LADY LIBERTY

LADY LIBERTY, 8X10

I looked at my tired family all collapsed on the short brick wall, resting under the shadow of Lady Liberty, trying to regain their energy to keep walking, keep wandering the island, the museum, the city, the other destinations on our itinerary for the day. I felt the words of Emma Lazarus’ beautiful poem in my heart as I stared at the scene, “Give me your tired, your poor, huddled masses yearning to breathe free, wretched refuse of your teeming shore, these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” Of course my family was not nearly as destitute as so many who come to this place seeking refuge. But I felt the ache of Lady Liberty watching over any in need, any who are tired. I felt her yearning to light and lift and give hope to anyone whose head hangs down. Sometimes we are so busy comparing tragedies trying to compete about whose is worse that we forget to save space for how hard it is that all of us are living through tragedies. All of us are tempest-tost and tired. All of us are looking for refuge and relief. I want to stand tall like Lady Liberty. I want to hold my light out and offer hope. If you come here, I will be a safe harbor where you can find rest. I won’t judge why you’re tired. If you’re yearning to breathe free, breathe here.

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