so i will take your hand
and you will take mine
and we will stand.
sometimes still and sometimes grieving,
sometimes silent, sometimes numb -
there is a time to mourn and a time to heal.
We will recover kindness from the debris
not to **** with,
but to bring life.
gather the things we've lost and rebuild
again
and again
and again.
yes, we will all die one day
but on all the other days, we will not.