Along the beachfront, which is forever wailing and gushing with strong winded waves, lies an ominous bridge.
A few among us have bravely walked towards it, whilst an ocean of crowds remain engulfed by fear, this as they stare safely from a distance. Convinced by the very fear, they remain resolute that it is better to settle for the comforts of being inland, than it is to venture onto the unknown pathway on the bridge. The bulked-up clouds hanging over the near horizon, add further discomfort for the few who are brave enough to approach the bridgehead. Offering little in any form, by way of even the slightest of a glimpse, of that which lies beyond.
A handful in the former ages and our not so distant recent past, propelled by an innate and indomitable venturing spirit, have brazenly taken the walk along the bridge. Having started forging on our own destined path along the same treacherous architecture, we remind ourselves of their unwavering bravery and deep sense of purpose. We tread upon the same volatile and unforgiving pathway, deliberately ignorant of the murmurings over our shoulders from the fear-consumed crowds behind us. Having denounced fear as our master, we are grounded & emboldened by our lineage from time immemorial, as we tread forward courageously. For this we hold as our untainted truth, we are Carried & Guided.
As Pulumo Executive Office (PEO), re a ‘o amohela! [we welcome you!]
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