Remarkably, still we rise.
After a tearful, restless night with no foreseeable end
We rise up with the sun and press on, press on.
No physical strength left to hold up our tired heads
Yet with borrowed grit we stand again and again.
Never dreaming we would be traversing this path alone
We cry while squaring back our shoulders, walking, then running.
Surviving off of the fumes of burnt out hopes
We extinguish our expectations and with courage try and try again.
Day after day, sleepless night after sleepless night, we keep breathing
Stumbling, we dust off our hands, tend to our bruises,
And with strength beyond our own we climb up our mountains again.
Rising, then falling, then rising once more
Hearts offering, hearts breaking, keeping an open door
Losing, grieving, swimming through our deepest pain
And still, with fortitude, we rise up again.