We shall weather this storm
Then, standing high on our hill
Without the aid of any other’s hand
In truth, few other than one has been offered
Not smiling with contentment
For before us, yet left to be conquered
Raising higher
A spire never reached in a human lifetime
Our newest goal
God’s wish still to be determined
-HK
That is truly beautiful, Harv. I'm not usually into poetry, but yours is amazing.