Tying Up Loose Ends

Day 52:

A couple rows on the white panel, and dogwood in the rain. These days I am cataloguing some of the things that bring me real hope, like the four good souls of Artemis II and their marvelous team, the joy of the Singing Resistance folks, the absolute dogged courage and persistence of Mrs. Frazzled and her friends who are advocating for women abused by men on The Hill. So many threads being woven for new social realities to grow.

The Slingshot Effect
by Beth Weaver-Kreider

What power slings you around the Moon?
What hope takes hold like gravity?
What force takes your hand and leads you home?

So much can go wrong, so many possibilities to be pulled off course,
so many people throwing their weight toward the shiniest object,
so few willing to enter the darkness on the other side.

But there in the dark you can see the glowing craters
that remind you of the shining spirits of your loved ones,
you can reach out and feel the arms of your beloveds surrounding you.

Can you feel what draws you through the silence
to begin the journey home: the hope, the kindness,
the tenderness of a new world rising?

A crowd of women satisfied in their precise calculations
watches you reenter, joyfully and reverently,
green and safe and changed forever.

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