Quiet envelopes all sound A place once lively Full of light Now dark Empty
Not in a bad way The dark can be calming Inviting A light breeze Happy trees Smiling at grateful gazers
What was empty Is an emptiness that can be filled in a second But lingers on for months Like the cool breeze on a spring night Warming but chilling
And while gazing up Up at the blossoms, up through the trees Worry - empathy - a sense of calm The lookers whisper on below Eventually All Will Reach Balance
In the midst of this crisis can we just be. Can we enjoy what we used to enjoy and find new things to be grateful for? Can we be forever present? Forever in this mindset? Can we love each other and support each other? Yes. We can.