Glass All Around Her
by Matthew Nash
GLASS ALL AROUND HER
They say, just sit still.
Don’t try and break glass ceilings.
Be content to listen and not speak.
But there is a stirring in her soul
and a burning in her bones
that needs to be spoken—be lived.
She’d rather have glass all around her
than protect how it’s always been.
There is room at the table for all,
room for her voice
like a light shining in the darkness,
preaching what she’s living,
never to sit still again.