When my children’s
lives depend
on the fate of a
world that feels
too much
like a dystopian novel,
and humanity
is failing
the simplest tests of
compassion and empathy –
it is too much.
I take them
into the woods
often to learn
the plants
and mushrooms
and berries,
to learn to build shelter
and track animals,
to soak in the
beauty of our world and
to understand how we fit
with these trees
and cliffs
and squirrels
despite our
educations and
despite the ugly sides of
ourselves we see paraded
across the news, and
to know we can blaze
our own path
when we need to.