It helps to find beauty somewhere

It helps to find beauty somewhere

I abandoned a book today,

one I should have known

I did not have enough time to finish.

Instead I’m thinking about all the people

around the world right now, that feel alone.

The world is a mess

We have succumbed to a virus

not meteors or robots

or nuclear bombs,

just a little mutating cell

that has made us all afraid to breathe

and touch one another

It has brought shame and fear into our lives

like a new religion

I spoke to an elderly lady yesterday

who told me about her life,

her father’s quirky personality

she spoke with a smile as she remembered.

She just wanted to talk for a while

to connect

She took off her mask as she spoke to me

she seemed to understand loneliness can kill,

just as much as a virus

It is just a slower death

one you don’t notice until the end

like frogs boiling in a pot

We are all so lonely right now

boiling away

So I stare at your picture of the stars and Northern Lights

and I am not sure why

but I find it strangely comforting

We are all going to die at some point

If COVID doesn’t kill us, something else will

but the stars

the beautiful stars,

they will live on

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