Rock steadies my feet; we stood here together. An ache, relentless, crushes my core, from which legs are like nothing; inadequate trusses.…
Yet still I stand.
Now, from below the Earth, our beacon rises. I know nothing of God, but still I stand. I only know the truths beyond knowledge.
I hear myself! … The moon never answers but its reflected light attests… the sun is there always, even when it is gone. Somehow I know strength endures, though not where… It’s so cold now, but I stand because I know, from knowing you, why I must lead the pack.