Rebuilding Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A long road waits, a mending time.
Pieces scattered, a steep climb.
Walls to rebuild, bridges to mend.
A slow, hard work, till the very end.

Seeds to plant in wounded ground.
New songs to learn, a hopeful sound.
Patience needed, steady hand.
To shape a better, gentler land.

Each stone we lift, each nail we drive,
Helps the wounded to survive.
A patient journey, day by day.
To find a brighter, peaceful way.