Luis Urzua
33 miners below
Not looking into an abyss, but from it.
Each man gazes up and sees the unrelenting, ancient rock
sealing him in doom, in his tomb.
69 days of not knowing
how it will be, if they will be.
69 days of hope, despair, grief and doubt.
Deep below and high above, leaders emerge,
courage ebbs and flows, and frailties come to the fore.
Hope arrives as the urgency of birth, thrusting, piercing the rock
One by one, the men are lifted into a new unknown,
Newborns delivered from the earth to the waiting arms of a joyous world.
