Silver Linings

A free-verse poem for the April Promposity Challenge “Silver Linings.”

Paralyzed is fear, but air doesn’t stay still, Fluctuating lingers around our noses, our mouths, our eyes. Laments and tears rain on dry stones, cracked open by Humane cries among deserted tombs of an off-limits church. Immobility at its place and stuttering uncertainty lock Doors and gardens to children’s eruptions of freedom. It’s true: anguish, grief, gloom, and solitude. But.

Walls keep bodies enclosed, but minds fly Pegasus Through windows, trotting to win the sky of Spring. Indisputably masked, but faces turn to the scent of Sun and Zephyr, living impressions from nature’s actions. Many deaths hurt hearts, but emotions bind and strengthen Renewed parental and filial acknowledgement in Love.

Through the crevices of fear, still passing air Brings oxygen and change. Through souls’ buried sorrow, sprouting hope Takes root in spirit and life. Through glitters of collective love, a fresh new start Explodes indomitable and contagious.

Prodigious human, rejoicing for just a thin slice of moon, you find hidden silver linings and their precious boon.

I thank Natalie Frank, Ph.D. for tagging me in Promposity prompt of April, wishing her the best recovery. I share my happiness with Dennett, Mohammed Junaid Khan, Harley King.