Men and The Goddess

I’ve been quiet for a while during our shutdown, shut-in, staying much more within. Maybe my muse has gone inward as well to reflect. And while it might be tempting to begin to emerge from the inner work, to venture into the wide world again, I’m not sure it is time yet. We remain cautious, immune systems strong but not over-taxed. We remain comfortable and well on the inside!

But there are other ways to reach out; my muse is beginning to rise and wonder what it’s all about. Richard shrugs with concern, some frustration, deeply puzzled about the meaning of so much foolishness. Perhaps the muse has a bit of an answer:

What Might Have Been

The passing of a friend, a brother, a lover
Leads deeply to a pondering:
What might have been.

Wars ending in retreat, defeat, chaos
Demand the heart/mind to question:
What might have been?

Sickness, disease, pandemics
Force reflection on community;
What might have been!

Separation, polarization, fear of other
Rend the heart and soul; I wonder
What might have been…

Anger, resentment, frustration with what is
Soften in contemplation:
What might yet be!

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