Rise together...

It's a beautiful time to be alive
And the long walk home is peopled...
We, are everywhere.
Yet the struggle to surrender is where we walk alone.
So the next you fall
look
to either side where you lie
and take the hand
of your dear Sister or Brother
whose own face is muddied.
We can rise together,
even if we fall alone-
for it's a beautiful time to be alive
even
on this long walk home.