Afar we stare

Afar we stare

A Poem by Laura E. Aranda
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created April 13, 2020 in the midst of the outbreak of the novel Coronavirus disease (COVID-19) which as a respiratory illness spread from person to person https://wp.me/p9Nb8r-zP

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Whole world at our fingertips yet only must we stare

Waves lap making way to deserted pebbled shores

We are forbidden to find solace there

We each in our own way long for the day we are released from every care

 

Allowed once more to go to the sea and breathe in the blessed air

Together the sand will cling to our skin like a lost friend and second coat

Emmersing ourselves into the sea we wash away nightmares starting to bloat

Desperately trying to erase days gone by making our hope, our walk, our lives threadbare

 

Mountains, valleys, caverns and mossy rock stand still in the midst of our distress

Streams trickle on by as viciously nightmares gather a sick fog

Like baptism and rebirth we long for waterfalls’ holy bless

A wet welcome and a fond caress

 

Not a bit of Nature ceased as we were shut into our home

Our breath ashes trapped in a spray of light

Dancing behind the windowsill unable to roam

The trees await for each of us to take flight

 

A day will come where each will find themselves in Nature’s bog

Allowing our soul to mend in her perpetual fortress

Expelling this disease that has fallen on our land

Removing the sorrow as we gaze once again upon her majestic grace

 

© 2020 Laura E. Aranda


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Author's Note

Laura E. Aranda
I couldn’t help but try to somehow find words to let out this pent up grief. Even in poetic restraint, I am able to attempt at letting out this volcanic eruption of sadness and sorrow and disappointment that only those who have walked through these last many dark days can understand.

All of you.

All of us together.

Forgive me for the poetry errors below. I tried to create a Petrarchan sonnet in honor of Italy but I strayed off at the end.

Enjoy and hopefully you will find yourself in the words.

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