Sing Love to the other, a safe distance away

A Poem from under the stars about what really matters

I slept under the stars, in my tiny confined garden, contemplating while staring into our infinite universe. What great wonders this unthinkable creates! Although it is different from the last time I looked.

Usually, our cosmos shews wisdom and goodness. Our realm of pure innocence and sweet reverie. Yet now it seems as if scarcely anything is left there, except for more lonely, not so confined space.

It felt as if our creation has changed into a painting, subtitled ‘view from the underworld’. For a moment it seemed as if our world was overtaken, by an Inferno as described in The Divine Comedy (Barnes & Noble Omnibus Leatherbound Classics) (Barnes & Noble Leatherbound Classic Collection)">The Divine Comedy.

In this depiction, you could barely catch a glimpse of Heaven, the panorama eclipsed by the thin remains of withered treetops. It was an ominous and devastating impression, leaving me dejected with a weeping soul.

I thought of my sister, who lives in a different country, whom I can not hold in my arms for an unknown time. I thought of my father, who is now in Heaven, missing his relativistic remarks only the elder can make.

I thought of my mother, who passed away some while ago, wondering if she’s happy she’s no longer in Earth’s duality. When suddenly the brightest star of the night appeared in the sky, right on the edge of my mournful inner eye.

And from my zone of deep reflections, this illuminating light tells me that this is an era, where everything that was hidden must come to the surface, exposed for our benefit so we can create a new balance.

I see people all over the world slowing down and reflect, viewing their neighborhood from a whole new perspective. It seems to me that humanity is receptive to a new reality, considering how insignificant we are and what really matters.

So yes, this moment, I’m praying and realizing, there is fear, but there doesn’t have to be hate. There is self-isolation, but we can beat the loneliness. There is illness, even death, but it’s possible to rise from Love.

So today, breathe, Hear! Beyond the sounds of your panic. Birds sing a symphony, Spring is clearing the heavens. Open your heart to the windows of your soul. Sing Love to the other, a safe distance away.

For solely together we will survive. Together we can recreate what really matters. Now more than ever we can make this transition, to a newborn reality out of the Love from our hearts.

Stay safe and be well! 💕

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