Strength To Bare

by Erik Houdini

Crushing stones make for effervescent tears,
Yet under that weight — the weight
Of the abyss inside bottomless pits.
We are what we fear.

As we lug the boulder,
The light becomes clear
From the darkest recesses;
An infinite salvation near.

A burden to bury, a cross to die upon,
Strength beyond strength —
All for the ability to bear.
The boulder rolls down once more:

Will we be able to carry on?
Can we push the weight of the world away?
Accept our defeat at the end of the day?
Are we able to do what must be done
To embark upon a battle that cannot be won?