Citius, Altius, Fortius,
JM – I have been struggling here this morning but will settle for this.
As bells ring out into the world
And fires are lit and flags unfurl
So God in heaven leans back and rolls the dice
To see who wins and who will lose,
As heroes spark the Olympic fuse;
Each man, each woman taking part,
Linked by sporting rings and crying
“Faster, higher, stronger” – it is their noble art.
They stride the track and golden turf
Not for money or kingly prize
But in selfless sacrifice,
Each discovering their own true worth.
(Soutie and Boadicea, I will try for a linky thing but please help me if I fail.)