Are we too charged to the future/with hands that toil/I want to weave life's intricacies/will you measure your worth in stamped signs of solace/in the stillness ponder our path and our purpose/can we shape our stories/are you sealing the cracks that divide us/we cannot restore Eden/but we can take joy in what will regrow/come to think of it/what shall we bear for earth to revere