In this truth, in this faith we trust, for while we have our eyes on the future, history has its eyes on us.

Amanda Gorman


When day comes, we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never-ending shade?

The loss we carry. A sea we must wade.

We braved the belly of the beast.

We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace, and the norms and notions of what “just” is isn’t always justice.

And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it.

Somehow we do it.

Somehow we weathered and witnessed a nation that isn’t broken, but simply unfinished.

We, the successors of a country and a time where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president, only to find herself reciting for one.

And, yes, we are far from polished, far from pristine, but that doesn’t mean we are striving to form a union that is perfect.

We are striving to forge our union with purpose.

To compose a country committed…

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9 thoughts on “The Hill We Climb – Amanda Gorman

  1. I was so drawn to this bright and beautiful mind. What a true and genuine star to give words to our feelings and emotions and to check our path’s azimuth. I hope we see much more of Ms. Got an. She is a bright and shining star in a dark universe of fear and misunderstanding.

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