I dedicate a hymn of gratitude to your courage...
For although weak and banded;
...wounded and baffled for years...
...Your soul stayed unbeatable.
LIFE IS A BATTLE GROUND.
They are not the stongest that always survived triuamphfully...
Mostly...
...those whose eyes are lifted-up into the light...
Untouchable, unbreakable...committed...
...till their final breath...
Claimed without shame their victory.
Pour-out your joy into the dawning morning,
See the sparrows winging to the highest summit...
Thanking back the night's dimness...
...To afterwards see the glorious rejoicing of the sun.
See the clearness of now beyond hope before your eyes...
...This is your FAITH...
FAITH for the unknown morrows that your GOD brings
...to those whose love remains spotless inspite of obscurity.
Sing a hymn to your human nature...
...For however undesperately hopefull...
...it becomes what it should be...
The SUBLIME pureness of all HIS wondrous creation...
SPIRITED, ALIVE and FREE.
VIRGINIA PECHO GELY
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