Father!
Father!
Father!
He wakes.
He works.
He stands.
Hands calloused.
Eyes steady.
Heart endless.
He carries storms.
He lifts mountains.
He bends never breaks.
Before I ran, he ran.
Before I spoke, he spoke.
Before I dreamed, he dreamed.
Father!
Strong as earth.
Deep as sky.
Silent as the stars.
He is the fire.
He is the shield.
He is the pulse.
He is the rhythm.
I rise.
I stand.
I move because he did first.
Father!
Father!
Father!
Say his name!
Shout his name!
Feel his strength!
Carry his light!
He is my mountain.
He is my river.
He is my guide.
He is my pride.
Father!
Forever.
Always.
My first horizon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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