Resist

In a world of raging certainties
where the lie-soaked moment
shapes the day,
hold to the bedrock of your being.

Make no mistake.
Wait for no one.
Heroes make no demand of us.

Stand against the spread of despair
with your immovable beauty--
it has always been within,
at the ready, to meet the howling winds
of the hour’s dark clamour.

With every act of kindness,
and every truth proclaimed,
you are a beacon
piercing through the covering dark,
coursing through tracks
that tears have traced.

Resist.

Know the unbreakable strength
of the one simple gesture--
and how the outstretched hand
holds the earth.

Know that in you shines
the brightness of a day,
and the goodness of a moment--
ramparts holding back
the insidious creep of deception.

In your beauty moves a salve.
Rising from the lingering cold of night,
to flow like morning mist
brushing the ground with warmth
of the new day’s growing light.

Resist.