six years ago,

a dress rehearsal.

Fierce Grace,

it was,

though we did not believe so.

asked to slow down,

to be Still,

to go in,

we choose

to move fast,

to look out,

to go back

no matter the costs.

when will we learn?

what will it take

to grow up,

to repent,

to repair

all that has been lost?

a clock ticks,

a cliff awaits,

Earth, regenerates.