We had to grow…
between that smell of grape and gall…
between ashlars that were our foundations…

We had to take refuge,
between pages of history and physics,
between walls of stone and classrooms of generations…

We had to continue,
dreaming of adventure camps,
with cities of splendor and separations…

We had to continue,
showing the world the kind…
but still leaving the temperament behind…

We had to be strong…
strong as the wind…