Someone pressed the pause button
We’re dancers, frozen
Waiting for someone to hit the button again
So we can return to our dance
Return to consumption
Our high octane, fast burn.
Wait a minute!
Look outside
Take a breath
The sky is no longer tainted grey
The air is clean
It tastes of flowers
The scent of springtime
Let this moment last
Let it stand
Unopposed.
It will not come again
Not in our lifetimes
Serving as a reminder
Of what we are
Of what we could be
What we should be.
Just breathe!
Everything has value
Everything has meaning.
Go outside!
In your allocated hour
Go outside!
You can be born again
You can learn to live again
You can decide how this world should turn again
If not you
Then who?
Who are you trusting this to?
Look around you!
You will see everything
It is beauty
A captive treasure
It is the past
It is the future
More than anything
It is now.
Tomorrow can wait
Yes, I know you’re hungry and you’re itching to move
But now is your chance to think again
Do you want to go back?
Think carefully
This time won’t come again.
Subterranean Birdsong 