198: I Get The Daylight Savings Conversation
Because of course we need more light.
War is one long night.
Of course we need slower sunsets
and golden hour.
We need the sun’s warmth
like we need a familiar face.
It makes perfect sense.
We don’t know how to stop the tanks
or where to bury the bodies
or what the hell to do with all this fear;
but we do know how to
roll back the clocks.
And if we roll back the clocks
then we can
throw open the windows
and push back the curtains
and greet the sun
like a long lost lover
before dragging our swords
out into the grass
to try once again,
to turn a sword into a plowshare.
It makes sense.
It makes perfect sense.
An endless night cannot beget hope.
We need the sun for that.
Written by Sarah Speed // Writing the Good
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