Echoes in the Valley

Grit your teeth

Clench your fists There’s no other way But forward There’s no detour No roundabout path We have no choice But to go through the road That is meant to be traveled The deep trenches of the valley Are meant to be traversed Must we go through all this trouble? Must we doubt, beg, and suffer? A resounding yes Is heard from the valley’s echoes Yes, we must endure There’s no other way We must take deep breaths Shoulders straightened Not sagged with despair Eyes looking forward Not downcast in hopelessness The journey is troublesome And the worst is yet to come But you must stand firm, believer Stand firm