Still Calm, Safe and Free

Still,
as a windmill
without
wind on its sails ..
Calm,
as a new born
held
for the first time,
in its own
mothers arms ..
Safe,
as houses,
a temple
and cathedrals ..
Free
as a spirit,
the wind or a
bird ..
And even more
free than
the love that
flowed ..
Throughout
the summer of 67 ..