Although this poem was written during the pandemic, its message seems especially relevant during these challenging times.
by Brother Richard Hendrick (3/13/2020)
Yes there is fear.
Yes there is isolation.
Yes there is panic buying.
Yes there is sickness.
Yes there is even death./ But,
They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise
You can hear the birds again.
They say that after just a few weeks of quiet
The sky is no longer thick with fumes/ But blue and grey and clear.
They say that in... read more ▼
Although this poem was written during the pandemic, its message seems especially relevant during these challenging times.
by Brother Richard Hendrick (3/13/2020)
Yes there is fear.
Yes there is isolation.
Yes there is panic buying.
Yes there is sickness.
Yes there is even death./ But,
They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise
You can hear the birds again.
They say that after just a few weeks of quiet
The sky is no longer thick with fumes/ But blue and grey and clear.
They say that in the streets of Assisi/ People are singing to each other/ across the empty squares,
keeping their windows open/ so that those who are alone
may hear the sounds of family around them.
They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland
Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound.
Today a young woman I know/ is busy spreading fliers with her number/ through the neighbourhood
So that the elders may have someone to call on.
Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples
are preparing to welcome/ and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary/
All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting
All over the world people are looking at their neighbours in a new way
All over the world people are waking up to a new reality
To how big we really are./ To how little control we really have.
To what really matters./ To Love.
So we pray and we remember that/ Yes there is fear.
But there does not have to be hate./ Yes there is isolation.
But there does not have to be loneliness./Yes there is panic buying.
But there does not have to be meanness.
Yes there is sickness./ But there does not have to be disease of the soul/ Yes there is even death.
But there can always be a rebirth of love./ Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now.
Today, breathe./ Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic
The birds are singing again/ The sky is clearing,
Spring is coming,/ And we are always encompassed by Love.
Open the windows of your soul/ And though you may not be able
to touch across the empty square, / Sing.
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