And here I am...
Alone with my thoughts..
Me and my thoughts are one and the same...
The mind and the spirit can never be quarantined...
My words..
My thoughts...
My feelings...
will always be there...
Poetry is a reflection of who I am...
What I feel..
What I long for...
What my dreams are...
Time will go by...
Quarantine will end someday...
If I have learned anything of these times...
Is I am never alone...
For music, poetry, thoughts... even people and neighbors are there for each other...
And there is always something to share...
Even if just a smile by someone 2 meters away....