We search we seek we pray and fast but never look upon the past,
to see the lessons we’ve learned in life, the muscles grown through pain and strife.
We weep and plead with bleeding knees, we rise with strength like mighty trees.
Each day we live each trial survived is one more medal to wear with pride.
For every cross that you have bore is one more key to heavens door.
-Andrew Senior
Elegy's Overture 