If we are already dead
(if our planet is dying),
I won't hide under the snow, but
will take the pit out from my stomach
and watch it resolve to glow
despite, because, time after time
resolve means re-solving.
Finding the solution in my belly
is growth. Grow. Glow.
No stopping, no pity, only kindness.
Listen for the kin in kind.
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© 2021 Susan L. Chast