we're silent for a long time   finally

colin's grandfather 

says a few words meant to sooth



marketa talks about the future   

when all this is behind us   

colin concentrates on his work   says little   


one minute i'm impatient to have it over   

one way or another   

another minute i'm loving the uncertainty


knowing i have no control   

that i am not captain

of this particular ship   that i am


one of seven billion passengers

on a strange voyage








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Written on 2020-03-19 at 12:49

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
It is a voyage, one I wish would end soon but looks like we're in for the long haul - has an almost snow day feel to it - a suspension of reality

Elle x

Yes, true.

Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
All of us are voyagers on a strange journey. We don't know what fate has for us. A poem for today's world.