“Sit with me and tell me once again
of the story that’s been told us, of the power that will hold us
of the beauty, of the beauty,
how it matters.
Speak to me until I understand
why our thinking, and creating, and our efforts of narrating,
about the beauty, oh the beauty
why it matters.
Like a statue in the park of this war-torn town,
and its protest to the darkness, and this chaos all around:
with its beauty, how it matters, how it matters.”
“Why it Matters” by Sara Groves