Amen, Amen…

Amen, Amen…

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
You do not have to be
spiritual, religious, atheist
to notice persons
during these times
coming together
even at a ‘humane’ distance.

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
Figuratively, so many ordinary
‘routines’ have been upturned…
‘blood’ now pooling
from heart centers.
Persons are reaching toward each other,
families are riding bikes, playing in the parks,
walking in the woods.
Long conversations are taking place
with grandparents, our seniors,
vesting ‘time’ talking 
and there is ‘listening.’

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
The world has gotten a bit quieter—
Less traffic on the roadways,
restaurants functioning on carry-outs,
grocery stores are open but the shelves
are bare.  Many of us, a large majority,
have what we need…and then some—
while there are those who
have NOT (each day) and understand THIS moment—
We are learning the gift of the Sabbath.

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
One cannot deny the present sufferings.
Yet, why is it, kindness ‘grows‘
abundantly from grief, chaos, and pain?
I will not attempt to explain it and I 
certainly will not deny it.
Persons are coming together.
Oh, yes, sometimes the usual ‘stutters’
break the flow, but hope held,
as curves rise and fall AND
acts of compassion, care, service
heighten to needs still unknown and growing.

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
Our children are watching—
they are ‘hearing’ and observing
the heart beat of our world.
We, as adults, are we able to exemplify
the sacred art of ‘pausing?’
Breaking from rushing to the next constant event
in our daily schedule?
Can we light a candle
guiding our young people
no matter how much may still be invisible?
Our flame will not burn out.
AND, if it does, we will create another wick!

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
May we burn brightly enough
that our light casts itself
across this globe reaching outward
to the Sun.

Amen, Amen I say to thee.
I can almost hear that fiery ball exclaim,
“Look, they’re finally trying to imitate me.”