Right there
between the fear and the tremble
the world opened up and let me in
Hope rained from a pyramid of clouds
and the wind peacocked on the back of
A whistling swan

Too much beauty in this place
To let it be ruined by prejudice and hate

The sun set gently in my eyes
then touched the floor of the southern Pacific
when a breeze set sail in my heart
Rowing in moonlights of satin lagoons
With sheets of oyster romancing the bays of
Volcanic rains and exotic skies

Rowing between pleasure and pain
religion and faith
the Hudson and the Nile
Rowing between tolerance and race
love and hate
the plush of coral reef
And the drought of a desert isle

With the oars of humanity in my hands
between the world and me
I am a black pearl of royalty
Between the shores and seas
I am the landscapes reality