Now is the time

Now is the time to walk into the flames

And gently sift through the charred remains.

Now is the time to embrace the tears

As the rising waters wash over that which we have held dear.

Now is a time to contemplate the power of the wind

Even as it stirs the flames and the waters.

Now is a time to touch the earth

To feel deeply into the underground networks of roots and mycelia.

Now is the time to praise the elements

As we listen for fresh vision.