my head hangs
………………..low
not in sadness
but in reverence

totally amazed
that not i
but all around
recognizes
you

the you
that had become
someone
everyone
reached to be

the short comings
they felt as weights
were merely
struggles
of their undone challenges

for being you
was the completion
that they did not know

you
did not hope

they
spoke
with words of hope
never completing
the task
but always asking
always seeking
always crying
that you
found the path

while they
felt left 
in the unsettled
dust of your track

but you
never
polished your ribbons
you had the same road
that they were given

you took trust
in your hand
you took
love in your heart
you never parted
from
the straight & narrow

you expanded
your being
in a simple breath

for you
are the one
they want to become

and all
that is needed
to succeed

is to believe
…………………….. breathe