They were brought down

Down to the pits of the darkest spectrum

Beyond a trace of relief, a glimmer of hope

 

They were menaced, chided, and turned

Beaten, battered, and burned

Brought down past the shadow of God

 

Down so far that the great big blue sky

Appeared no more than a drop of rain

Falling farther and farther away

 

Down so far that their air

The air that at once sustained them

Suffocated their still selves

 

Yet

 

They were resurrected

Brought out past the charred chasm

That held them from their glory 

Brought back into the light

From a deep depth to a high height 

 

They soared

Back to the Promised Land.