Resilience
On the crest of potential calamity
Ominous flashes of past fallings
Come up clamoring, but facelessly
To recall them saps the light of energy
Steady now steady hold fast
Succumb not to the trembles or the shoves
Refuse surrender, but bear up under the weight
Heartfelt strides forward to the mark
Of light dancing without gravity, above the ground
Flittering freely no strings, no weights
Tis folly, always was, to take such for reality
Or to believe that such was the way of our lives
But to set knee to ground
Chin to chest and to feel the push and the shove
May leave stinging with no balm
But fear not! Alas His hope stays the way – His hope stays the way
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