And so on this day of Thanks, I pay it forward to you for making my life wonderful.
815,000 readers in four years on the blog. To each and everyone since my debut --
I humbly declare, that I write not for me, but for you.
So the sun rises once more --
With scattered strength and shattered roar.
Lightly punishing blows --
And humility in groves.
Leave sounds of pounding piano opening the hidden door.
Another day of cannot and will not to follow --
Another day of unimaginable pain to swallow.
Pouring rain and whet appetites fall --
Satisfied in whole, empty in all.
Let us feel that which we cannot touch
Let us touch that which we cannot see;
Let us see that which we cannot hear.
And let us hear the music as such.
Let us walk in the wonder and find quiet on the other side;
Let us shake with fury; let us tremble in love;
And let us conquer the great divide.
Let us raise our hands to the sky --
Let us give everything and defy.
Let us not see anyone else so that we may touch the rest --
Let us walk over the step and pass this test.
Let us walk in Marc’s blue suede shoes --
Let us walk in the land of the Delta Blues.
Let Reverend Green welcome our badly worn hand --
Let fury and rage fall quiet in this our last stand.
Let us rise without fear and pain --
Let us lift all else in this passion’s reign.
Let us believe; not one time nor the second --
Let us believe not for want but to reckon.
Let us always find the strength to move --
Let us not search for answers to life prove.
Let us fly higher than death --
Let us fight with every last breath.
Let us make today one --
and nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine will be done.
Let us win; and let us never forget that it is inside of us, because we are inside of it.
So the sun rises once more; with scattered strength and shattered roar.
Lightly punishing blows and humility in groves;
Leave sounds of pounding piano opening the hidden door.
Thank you.
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