Into the darkness we go
as one heart, as a heart of nations, as a heart of world
stumbling and fearing and hoping
fighting and growing and rejoicing
chaos on top of chaos, it seems:
But there is a quiet thing here
and it is growing, this humble life;
it does not ask to be heard, nor demand attention
so it is quick to be overlooked;
the screams of the world cry out
and this quiet thing receives them, loves them
inspires us to attend, to serve and struggle and sacrifice,
and as we muddle through the darkness
whether we notice this quiet thing
whether we don’t
it keeps growing
this humble life

© Meisaan Chan