The despair of dullness
Brought to the surface
As we face our present state
of mind, of life
We are still aching
from the pervasive distancing
Not knowing when it would end
The virus is closing in
On our closest community
Dangerously
fear and uncertainty are suffocating
The soul dullness dissipates
Cleared with a gentle breath,
Blown into the murky waters
And we watch
The mesmerizing ripples
I feast with my brothers and sisters
A sensitive chord is brushed
Unexpected tears clear my sight.
I feel my lemudim community nearby
Upholding me
Listening to my ramble
And in their ears it all makes sense
It’s poetry.
I don’t feel like a burden.
I am listened to
I’m delighted in
I am seen.
My turn to be a daughter.
I rest.