Submitted Date 04/16/2019

when we believe that something beautiful
is lost, the whole world mourns.

fire erodes so quickly the things
we thought could last forever.

not just the land
so ardently loved
& the trees
older than we,

but things that humans
have cultivated alone
& built with our hands.

it burns down inside of us too.

nothing lasts forever,
& we know that most when
it comes to the scars
we mark upon the world.

thank god,
for the scars we have left are many.

remember that everything crumbles away
even the day to night,
the night to day,
& that's alright.

what we built can be made again
& again
& again.

all is not lost
because we are a people
who know the cost
of a burning steeple.

the world keeps turning
as history keeps churning
& we keep worming
our way
right to the end.

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  • Nina Appasamy 2 years, 7 months ago

    This is a beautiful poem that does well with putting into words something which has left so many of us speechless and shocked. Your poem helps to capture what many of us, I am sure, are feeling.

  • Catherine Rohsner 2 years, 7 months ago

    Great words, and great title! I like tunnel-like arrangement of the words at the end too! Thank you for speaking what's both uplifting and true!

    • Kiersten Felch 2 years, 7 months ago

      Thank you! I love having titles that tie things together but also don't state the obvious. A title in itself can be a whole poem or message.

  • Tomas Chough 2 years, 7 months ago

    Beautiful poem Kiersten! So true that not all is lost. If humanity did it once, it can happen again.

    • Kiersten Felch 2 years, 7 months ago

      I got so annoyed seeing all those posts about how it was the end of something so beautiful and I was like, no, if you know the history of the Notre-Dame de Paris then you wouldn't say that at all!! Our blessing and our curse is that humanity rebuilds and perseveres!

  • Darlene Hayder 2 years, 7 months ago

    Outstanding poem! I love it!