Election

We have taken one step back. 
This is not the end of walking, we are not rolling down the hill. 
We may have put our foot in it. 
This IT may be hot coal, from which some scars will always show, some wounds will never heal. 
One day though we will remember this suffering long enough to take a few steps forward. 
We will continue on our path up this great rise. 
Perhaps we'll never see the top but together we can reach a view point. 
Once we learn to hold each other's hand we can stop, stand and watch the sun set. 
At this height let something greater than our selves, our most loyal friend, determine when our path has come to end.