 Grab hold,
And take this hand that
Reaches out to you.
Look up
Into my eyes;
My spirit
Cries out to you:
Friendship is my thought.
Let us climb
The jagged cliffs of life
And fight the ascent of
Opposition together.
If I can lift you today,
You will look back
And grab hold of a thousand more.
That is the way
The Great Spirit would have it!
Sculpture by Gary Price
Poem by Howard Rainer ~ American Indian Poet
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