today i am sensing the feelings of the sunflower
who in the morning awaits the sun to rise above
the horizon and hover o’er, be touched by the
warmth of its sunray fingers
feel a sense of relief like a balloon whose air has
been released and a big sigh of pleasure follows
while it flails about in the azure sky until slowly
and gently it is welcomed back to earth
like an eagle soaring o’er the valley, river and tree
and with a tilted crown and nurturing eye set upon
the nest it has lovingly perched on a sturdy limb
below where wide-open beaks await mother’s feed
a bittersweet of subtle joy comes o’er me today, for
i feel a relief from a portentous ill that has enveloped
my being in the last four years and has put a strain
on my spirit, my emotions and heart
i have shed more than four hundred thousand tears,
have lamented with many ‘Mamasitas’/Mothers,
wherefore, their children have been ripped from their
arms and whose hearts were and are torn apart
we’ll now share in our tears and little by little, relieve
our fears, say good riddance to the bastion of pain and
evil, embrace each other at a distance, rid us of two
evils; an insidious pandemic
and one personified
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