The Call To Greatness
The call to greatness, ever present
Lifts us up to higher ground
Calls us to our highest purpose
Freedom’s choice, no longer bound
We will meet it either trembling
Or with steady resting hand
For we cannot hide forever
From our destiny’s command
Our oath has not been broken
Our promise’s still our word
From afar, our truth has spoken
All through time has it been heard
Here I stand on ground made holy
By this ancient symphony
As I reach for my own glory
For my Father’s company
There, with cold and bloodless fingers
Darkened veil, and evil sense
Grips my throat, my heart and lingers
Fear, employed for my defense
Fear of death has lost its power
And its ever present threat
It is not the great deceiver
But my greatness that I dread
Should I dare to leave my smallness
And my littleness behind
Should I forfeit my own blindness
For a vision that is kind
And then one day, maybe not this day
And maybe not even tomorrow
But one day, I know it for sure, my friend
We will exchange joy for our sorrow
That day will come and it will be the day
When we take a deep breath
And we pick ourselves up
And we dust ourselves off
And with outstretched fingers
We touch the face of God.
I asked Stefan what prompted this piece and he said…
I wrote this poem during and right after President Obama’s inauguration speech in January of 2009. As you can see, this is by no means a political poem. But there were some moments in the speech where I felt lifted up and carried onto a place from which I was able to write this. I can still see the table I sat at in my kitchen at the time, and how the sun came in through the window. The last two lines I stole, I must admit, from The West Wing creator Aaron Sorkin and one of The West Wing episodes (I think he took it from one of Ronald Reagan’s speeches).
Thank you, Stefan.
During day time, Stefan Bolz is still a Real Estate Broker, fulfilling people’s often lifelong dream of owning their own home.
But at night and during the wee hours of the day, when the sun has just arrived at the horizon, he takes off his jacket and becomes a novelist and poet – a word savant, as his girlfriend calls him.
There, he conjures up fiction (The Three Feathers), non-fiction (The Dawning of the True Self), poetry and short stories.
He hopes that, one day, he’ll sell himself a nice house with a pool and a small writer’s cottage by the creek. Until then, he keeps writing.
Stefan’s website is www.stefanbolz.com.
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