Terry Fox I did not know you I saw you in the overcast I saw your stride, your hop, your stride again A few short miles were done No cheering crowds Just dull grey loneliness The chill of spring In Newfoundland Terry Fox I wonder if you heard My compliment to courage As I sped past, to celebrate Futility Who conquered all The Christ: and thought "Here is a gesture that can only lead To failure" - and it did But failing to the pattern Cut so long ago on Calvary Terry Fox I have a foolish pride That on that afternoon We shared an instant when My heart beat for a moment To your heart's own beat You did not look to see The grey-haired priest Who wished you well Terry Fox I have not come as close To immortality Except in raising up Christ's Sacrifice of praise To the Eternal One My mediocre life Has never touched the great As it touched you in passing On a road you didn't know Father Greg Hogan St. John's   Submitted By: NULL