Things collapse

and we rebuild them

Things explode

and we pick up the pieces

Things fall apart

and we put them back together

This is the nature of being

This is the nature of survival

This is the nature of regeneration

On this complex magnificent planet

on this spinning orb of magma and crystalline rock

the upheavals are often catastrophic

throwing us out of our bodies

in a burning flame of sorrow, regret, and confusion

But people, do not lose hope even as you crawl into the cave of despair!

We, like the planet, are magnificent

We find solid ground

We breathe the air of life

We fly with the birds

We rise, we always rise