Returning

The impacts of the pandemic aren’t over, there is a lot that has changed. Though some may like to deny it and or pretend things are back to normal, the reality is we’re still going through collective trauma and grief. Whatever the scale of the grief may be, we are all working hard at rising through the impact it has left on us.

For me, there is a sense of returning and reuniting with my partner in our life pre-pandemic; but that is not in my control and it may not be in my fate either. I guess nly time will tell where this path is going to lead. This poem is dedicated to anyone who may also have a desire to return to wherever, whatever or whoever that they are currently separated from.

Returning:

It could have been easier, this path that we took,

Now that we’re older we know where to look.

I could have known better, of this I’m not sure,

How could I judge me back then, when I didn’t know more?

I could be happy, I could be sad,

I could be dreading walking down this path.

I don’t know what has happened, or what went wrong,

I have found myself here singing a strange old song.

I don’t know what to expect, except that I’m not proud,

I’ve tried sitting in silence, but it’s just too loud.

Where did the time go, what did it steal?

What am I robbed of, that I cannot reveal?

Nothing is permanent, this I know,

But I thought love was meant to forever grow.

Like the trees, the mountains and the seas,

There is only one place to go when you’re seeking victory,

In the depths of your heart and the light of your soul,

Deep down there is a truth that can give you the cure.

I hope I’m right but I can be wrong,

I hope most of all that I will be strong.

It could have been good, it would have been perfect,

If this story wasn’t robbed, by the grief of covid.

There is so much to process, there is so much to learn.

I think it is time to start the great return.

Love Always,
M