When this all settles
I will walk along a stony beach
Stepping across rock pools
Looking for fossils
Life has been here before and will be after

Nothing was ever certain
Life was always frail
A bubble has burst
But we will float again
Life is all we have, treasure its small joys

When this all settles
We must mourn the dead
Unpick our mistakes
Grieve for lost chances
Life for us should never be the same

We have another danger
That may take us all
This is a rehearsal
Now we must save our world
Our grandchildren must live and thrive

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

13 thoughts on “When?

  1. I so agree, though it is going to take a huge transformation of consciousness and hard labour to forge ahead. “Life should never be the same.” And yet I am not hearing any enlightenment on the part of world leaders as to understanding the crisis that is upon us. Sigh. I think it is going to have to be we people – our leaders have sold out.

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  2. Yes, my husband assures me that the Earth will rise again, even if we destroy its current bounty. Even if he’s right, it feels like small comfort. I can’t not grieve, especially given I have children. How can I not want for them the comfort, peace and beauty I have enjoyed?

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