# 309: Saint Boy

Story behind the Passage

Yesterday the most remarkable scene of the Olympics happened. It was a metaphor of contemporary life. It revealed a true Saint.

My Learnings

Life is a game?

We compete with all we have.

Some have discuses,

Some have spears,

Some have fast legs,

Others have horses.

Go, Saint Boy, go,

We’re going to win.

Just this course to complete.

The medal is ours.

What are you doing?

Go, going to hit you.

Eyes watching.

Coaches yelling.

“Hit him, hit him hard.”

Tears crawling up.

Anger and panic.

“Don’t do this to me.”

“What a scene,

what a tragedy,

Her entire career,

Five years of training

for this moment,

gone with the wind,

Hard to watch.”

“Move, move,

Going to hit the shit out of you.”

Frustration, anger, more tears.

The audience watching horrified.

“Yes, now go, come on.”

Number one,

Number two,

Number three,

Only seven more.

“Come on, Saint Boy.”

Oh, nooo.

Crying. Sobbing. Broken.

You’re my hero,

Saint Boy.

You are a true Saint,

Saint Boy.

You have shown,

Saint Boy,

What nature is.

Saint Boy,

No one can break you,

Saint Boy,

No career is worth it.

Saint Boy.

Under the eyes of the World,

Saint Boy.

You showed your courage,

Saint Boy.

You made us feel.

Saint Boy.

What is wrong with us,

Saint Boy.

Broken people,

Saint Boy.

Trying to rule.

Saint Boy,

Humans are poor,

Saint Boy.

They don’t understand,

Saint Boy.

They are helpless,

Saint Boy.

In light of your grace,

Saint Boy.

You built a legacy,

Saint Boy.

You showed the world,

Saint Boy,

What power means,

Saint Boy.

A metaphor of life,

Saint Boy,

The life that is no life,

Saint Boy.

Chasing medals,

Saint Boy,

Sacrificing self,

Saint Boy,

For a career,

Saint Boy,

That is worth nothing,

Saint Boy.

But you were untouched,

Saint Boy.

Yes, she hurt you,

Saint Boy.

Not her fault,

Saint Boy,

She was helpless,

Saint Boy.

No other means,

Saint Boy.

Her world just broke down,

Saint Boy.

You helped her see,

Saint Boy,

Where the path can lead,

Saint Boy.

In the moment of defeat,

Saint Boy,

True revelation happens,

Saint Boy.

The entire world can learn,

Saint Boy,

What you had to teach,

Saint Boy.

You are my true hero.

Saint Boy.

You are nature’s beauty,

Saint Boy.

You forgave her,

Saint Boy,

Before she understood,

Saint Boy.

May all people watch,

Saint Boy,

What Covid could not teach,

Saint Boy.

That there is no peace,

Saint Boy,

Without nature’s laws,

Saint Boy.

May we learn from you,

Saint Boy,

And carry the blind,

Saint Boy,

On our backs,

Saint Boy.

Out of the arena,

Saint Boy,

Towards the light.

Saint Boy.

Reflection Questions

1) How do you think about horseback riding as a sport?

2) What do you think animals can teach human beings?

3) Imagine you had been in the rider’s situation — how would you have responded?

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