This year
this extraordinary
Unfathomable
year
were days passed
with a tempo
not accustomed
to our daily rhythmic
beat
where
a deeper
mindful
longing
beckoned
us to look at
the stark changes
that creeped upon us
which cracked open
what was essential
on what matters
of how we depend and need one another
the janitor
the nurse
the factory worker
the farmer
the teacher
the essences of all things
big and small
This year
this slow moving
year
where many died
alone
to an illness that many
did not and still don’t believe
and countries rich and poor
and in between
locked down to
give space
to humanity
This year
the unexpected gift
that gave me
five months alone
with my loved mother
a blessing
that made this
year
holy
even in its darkness
even at the hand
dealt to my brother
who wrestles cancer bravely
in this f-cling hellish year.
This year
as it
bleeds into the next
I pray that
the universal
metronome
can
set us in pace with one another
indefinitely
lovingly
with grace
compassion
and courage
to see the world as one.
this year may harmony
strike a cord.
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