The Best of All Worlds

Could this not be the best of all worlds?

It's almost accepted now that it isn't.

Pestilential wildfires sweep the globe

Zealots force stillbirth and distrust amidst wars

And throughout, acceptance that we are in a

timeline which should be aborted does us no favors

A proper sense of beauty isn't about acceptance

The sapping of creativity, encouragement of ennui, stilting of action

It's about confronting the darkness, with ephemera perhaps

but also by challenging the zeitgeist of society

Declaring this isn't right and acknowledging what should come next

Lighting the way against ignorance no matter the oppression

Acknowledging our agency and power

Organizing to battle our individual weakness

And striving to reveal that all isn't lost

as beauty is found and inspires

If we throw off the shackles of hopelessness

We can each provide hope, lighting the way for weary travelers

Not in refuge from all that exists

But as an open wellspring so others may blossom

Being candles in the dark

Sparkling, shimmering, dancing, oblivious

Yearning to live and flourish and burn

Let us be bonfires for each other and blaze

until our collective glare brightens the path for all

What could give greater comfort

Than knowing we help others

And can be loved and helped in turn