When the world collides with that which we are,
When it intrudes on our vision of right and righteousness,
That which we have nurtured.
In this turbulence, together, a single crew,
We must hold fast, feel the tides, man the oars,
Follow the vibrance of the multi-hued skies,
Because we are still spinning on the axis
That unites us all.
Naomi Hildner
Oak Park