Surviving the covid wounds

Unfailing ties
Amongst the ones who have crossed along the same path
The path of the wounds that plague our existence..  for a while
The wounds that feel like a deep plunge, as our body feels within it- all of its destruction

But never would those wounds know the wisdom within it we gained
And the love
And the understanding
Of what truly matters

Lots of faces out there
half seen
Masks covering their nose and mouth
Masks sometimes not worn right
Those previously sick want to scream- please put those masks on right.. It's not worth it.
They know the wounds. They know its dense destruction.


In a world where before there were gatherings
Even long lines amongst people, in places like Disney World, was never a thought of concern
Now we live in a different phase of life
To many, a more careful one
To some, a nonchalant tone
To others, they have lived the great wounds of this awful virus
And feel the unending ties
Amongst the ones who have crossed along the same path and wounds

We pray
In solidarity for each other
We cry
When the other cries
We laugh
When the other laughs
We sigh when the other is well

We keep praying
And with each new day
We see the sun and rain
The birds still sing
The flowers still blossom

The tragedies of life
Mourns our hearts forever
May turns into June and one year ends into a new one
May the love be forever

Amongst the ones who have crossed along the same path and wounds
We love