laid low
and listened
to a tree fall
cracking hard
and fast
towards
forgiving earth
In this place
forgiveness
is all we
can hope
to ask for
over and over
as sap pours
from open veins
meter to board
trunk in lengths
planed and polished
to build
our future
we push
new walls skyward
once again
standing in
pithy graves
we construct
a funeral song
but also
a chorus
that calls
us to new ways
of living