Where there is ruin, let us see the spring coming, with music and love and restoration. Do we actually need new territory to conquer, when there is reclamation work to be done? Where some see ash heap lives, I see small gardens that will become the unproclaimed wonders of the world. When I walk through the local dump I see ruined days, but I know the days are not over yet, and I sing that there is yet potential even in the fading paint, even in the heart that beats slowly, even in eyes that do not see, even in ears that do not hear. While there is life there is hope.
When I watch the movies I see huge statues of great kings past--they point us forward to honor and great deeds. The former glory will change and be renewed. One day it will no longer be dimmed, one day soon it will no longer be oppressed by shadow.
Maybe I will never be honored with a statue. Maybe my great deeds will be small, maybe my life and my choices will seem foolish. Maybe I will never bear a great sword, and maybe the bards will never sing about me. But I will conquer my enemies and I will sing a true song.
Posted by mike at January 21, 2004 09:11 AM