We will learn we cannot live
without each other—those who fight
and those who chant for peace,
those who vote for more government
and those who vote for less.
We will come to know, as E. O. Wilson says,
that our need to oppose the other
rises out of our biology
and it serves us, though it looks
sometimes like war.
We are falling together,
no matter which side we’re on.
We will learn that the only way
to rise is together, too—though it may
not look anything like we thought
it would. Every day, the world
grows more insistent. Every day
more reasons to drop our certainties
and listen.
Like the near-rhyming of insistent and listen. I also like the notion of falling together. (And, how close it sounds to, failing together — which is another image I like, and also find comfort and assuredness in.)
If we can’t pick one thing out of the universe without finding it hitched to everything else, as John Muir told us, then perhaps it’s also impossible for us to pick any one person out of the universe without finding them attached to everyone else.
All of us hitched together, or wearing the same yoke, which comes, incidentally, the same root as yoga, and also, for that matter the same root as adjust. So darn linked together, all of us. Love that Muir quote, thanks amigo mio .
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