you’ve been walking a while
mostly in the dark
trying your best to make a map
of where you’ve been
in hopes that you can make a guess
of where you’re going
but the hill has been upward
for such a long time now
you’ve almost decided
you’re not going anywhere or
you’ve been pointed in the wrong direction
but you’ve done your best
to hold out in hopefulness
that you’re almost to the break in the climb
but it’s been in the walking
mostly alone
that you’ve learned the deep value
of holding on to the lantern
with a dim and fickle light
because it’s all you’ve had
to make out where you’ve been
and maybe where you’re going
but we see you now
coming up on the break
in the hill you’ve been climbing
mostly in the dark
mostly alone
and we know what you’re feeling,
mostly we do,
because we remember that climb very well
because of what we remember
we feel our own hearts
jump in our own chests
because of what we remember well
the lost and lone ranger
we remember the fear
we remember the conversations with ourselves
we remember the almost giving up
we remember the almost freaking out
we remember the almost giving in
we remember wondering if we’ve lost our minds
we remember the choice of going back to the crowds
because it felt like the only alternative
to being lost and alone forever
all here together
we now see a glowing
just above the crest of the hill
and all here together
we know that soon
our lights will wrestle the shadows together
you see us
we see you
suddenly that walk was worth it
suddenly the lost and alone and the lesson inside them
have done their work
have done their time
and now, all together
we walk with the light
wrestling the shadows
learning the path
the hill always breaks
and there’s always a crowd ahead of us
waiting, with hearts jumping in chests
because finding each other
is as thrilling as being found
We are no longer on our own.
djordan
León, Nicaragua
most hopeful 