Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Farewell John

On Earth are men's dry bones, all heartless, soulless!
Youth, lend me wings--I shall be soaring
High above this dead world, and enter
The realm of heavenly fantasy
Where holy zeal works wonders
And showers upon us fresh, unheard of blossoms
Clothing in hope its golden pictures.

. . .

O youth, above that low horizon
Fly, and with sunlike vision
Pierce through and through those masses
Of human creatures thronging!

(Ode to Youth by Adam Mickiewicz)

Farewell, warrior of the Band of Outsiders. Well run, and I was honored to run with you last year. The team will run for you this year, missing you!

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