Bees in My Bonnet

All the Earth, be still. Let the sun's glow cast its warmth On the desolate. Heed invitations To reflect, listen and wait: Welcome times' passing. Right here, in this space Surreal wonder awaits us If eyes are open. Open wide your eyes: See, behold beauty. Your gaze Will settle your soul. Moments filled with Grace Await the quiet Pilgrim Who journeys with hope. We long for movement, We restless ones, whose full life Has screeched to a halt. Whispers attend us. They say, "This will have to wait. All the Earth, be still."

Corona virus, You have turned our world over; How we needed rest! We thought we controlled Our lives, plans, activities, But we were proved wrong Hidden particles, Invisible, yet potent, Emerge as monsters. Before them, we bow. Before it, we orient Ourselves once again. And, 'if the Lord wills,' Becomes, once again, our prayer. We turn back to God.