Prayer for Courage
Dare to be different, dare to exceed
Limits you self-set and too quickly heed.
Dare to reach higher, to try one more time
Dare to take chances and risk all to climb.
Challenge your weakness and build ‘til you’re strong.
Take that strange road that seems hidden and long.
Lift up your head, your heart and your pride
For the worst that can happen is after you’ve died
You realize your doubts, your shyness and fears
Held you back, kept you down all through your years.
So give it your best shot, be bold, strive and dare
To fly to the far peaks on a wing and a prayer.
Fought my fear of the swirling white?
Heard the shush and crunch of snow,
Felt the bite when the storm winds blow?
Though I cannot know, my spirit claims
Most of them spent in desert climes
But other places at other times
Perhaps have seen and challenged me,
Brought me down or set me free.
So as this long day slips nearer night,
Spirit-feet recall the cold, the white.
Once in a dream-night I ran with a pack,
Howled and ran, never looking back.
So was that a memory or merely a dream?I can only trust in how real it did seem.
I do have an affinity for wolves and they are mostly creatures of the more northern climes. Who knows. Yes, there are the so-called Mexican Gray Wolves down along the border here and of course their kin the coyotes, but I have dreamed of running over the snow and such, more than once actually. I was never sure if that running was on two feet or four... Maybe I was a northern were-wolf in some incarnation! Smiling but not laughing as to me at least it is no joke.