The Dark Days - Maya Spector

[Larry Robinson]

The Dark Days


These are 
the dark days.
Even the season 
agrees.
The days 
grow shorter now,
as if striving 
to match
our deepening 
predicament.

We knew.
We knew it 
would come,
just not how 
or when.
The fires 
are speaking
in their crackling 
and roaring voices –
The time is now.
The waiting is over.

Hoping for change
does not bring change.

The hurricanes scream –
Get out of our way,
or feel the power of 
our waters whirling and 
rising up, drenching down.

The plates of the earth shift,
sending everything tumbling.
The great winds flatten
everything in their paths.

There is no safe place now.
And still,
And still,
no meaningful change, 
no actions towards 
restoration, sanity 
or health.
Complacency, fear 
and denial reign.
Those of us 
grieving and scared
make small prayers 
and offerings,
trying, at least, 
to change
our own minds.

	- Maya Spector