Massing together a form that will shine.
Lost, we seek a shelter to protect us
Wholly from the things we’ve created.
What if? What if, though, we let it all go?
Things that leave us incapacitated.
What then would we do in fearsome respite?
Found in us, new capacity slated
To reveal to ourselves that we are fine
Even when afraid, broken, or curious.
The spark, when found, will leave us elated.
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