What a grueling race
With blistered feet
My spirit spirit long ago
Relented
And abandoned the sprint
Noticing that those
Who burned the brightest
And drew the attention
Of the givers of platitudes
Had also burned quickly
Yet I long for perseverance
The power to stay in the race
Strengthen me
I plead
I am certain
That you alone
Can energize my will
And give me vision
For the finish
Fill my heart
My empty heart
With desire for the end
And the awaiting prize
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