The hill we climb

When day comes we ask ourselves,

where can we find light in this never-ending shade?

We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace

And the norms and notions

of what just is

Isn’t always just-ice

When day comes we step out of the shade

aflame and unafraid

The new day blooms as we free it

For there is always light

if only we’re brave enough to see it,

if only we’re brave enough to be it.

~ Amanda Gorman, excerpts from Inauguration Poem 2021

Are you brave enough?