From the depths of Covid

In the opening of every bud there is decision

enacted in unknown unforeseen circumstance

their holding through winter an act of faith

their unfurling in spring an act of hope

I am open to blue and a warm sky

to healing, renewal and hope

to the fluidity of birdsong in chill air

Copyright © 2022 Kim Whysall-Hammond

7 thoughts on “From the depths of Covid

  1. Reblogged this on Solitary 4 Tomorrow – in Dialogue and commented:
    I love this poem – for me it speaks also of ‘in the depths of god’ – as humans we have always lived in the face of death, knowingly. That is not new. New maybe is that more of ‘us’ are waking up to the fact how much we have allowed dysfunctional institutions to hold our lives ransom. – And from there, it will a long process still until ‘we’ realise that in the in-between time we have, decisions have to be responsible to organise those institutions in a creative systems kind of way so they are of benefit and answerable to those they now are ‘meant to serve’.

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