Quiet Champion

You’ve emptied yourself, Abandoned giver of everything Drifter into unknown seas You can’t see your mirror Covered, stained with deep self-pity Riding high the back of sorrow Tortured, broken. You’ve emptied yourself, again I bare witness, again Shed more tears than I care to As many times necessary I will lift you up You will see what I see The leaves on the trees will green Birds on their limbs won’t be silent The quiet champion in you Will rise to reclaim glory.