Sunday, January 26, 2014

The Rise

Beginning in ashes,
Amid smoke and flame,
We crouch, weighed down
And pinned to the ground
By our hurt, broken hopes and our shame

It is then, when we find
Amid ashes and dust,
Small good things still smoldering
Deserving of shouldering
By effort and work and our trust.

Let us stand, let us rise
Amid others' contempt.
Grow our wings in the rising
Our brightness now shining
Resurrected just by the attempt.
Note: this poem is dedicated to Derrick Johnson, the specialist Olympic Weightlifting coach at Paradiso Crossfit and who signs his online posts with the hashtag #PhxRises.   

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