This is an excerpt from the author’s poetry collection, Hope is a Traveler
Once in a while they’ll remind you
how you could have been someone great,
or could have accomplished a noble feat—if only.
What is greatness?
Is it that you want to pave a vast road of achievements
that will cover all of time
with your works and your namesake?
The greatest derive from humble beginnings—
they begin by simply being.
Dormant yet alive, they embark on the greatest voyage
holding tightly to dreams and visions, hoping
one day to break their shell and push out from the dirt.
As they labor and plod along,
they feel the heat of the day
warm their dewy skin,
beyond the mire of worry.
Their fragrance, never wasted, goes out into the wind
offering salt to each new morning, as imperfect grains
enhancing the entire day around them.
Through it all, despite it all, they persevere
because they learned over and over
that the splinters of disappointment
can emerge as paragons of victory
as they knit their great, intricate uniqueness.
On they walk, in spite of all the harsh task masters—
naysayers casting gloom, critics finding fault,
accusers inciting blame,
and through every shaming obstacle.
With each honorable step moving forward,
watching life unfold with marvel,
as beings simply being, they walk
upon this pathway of great wonder.
And the road is plenty wide and welcoming,
speaking out to all,
This is the perfect place,
this is the right time,
this is where wish becomes possible.
Author: Susan Frybort
Editor: Caroline Beaton