Betwixt and between.
Neither Winter nor Summer.
Neither day nor night.
Neither sunny nor dry.
Neither here nor there
but everywhere.
We are to be righteously cautious of a virus which stops us from hugging and sharing.
Wash your hands, stay inside, social distance and self-isolate.
Be afraid.
We are doomed.
Or else it is an opportunity.
Or both.
Either way, Spring is here.
Early for sure, but glorious as always.
Paying attention to the moment,
being present enough to know now is it.
All we can do is what we can.
All our sacrifice enough.
It is what it is.
being present enough to know now is it.
All we can do is what we can.
All our sacrifice enough.
It is what it is.
Breathe in blessing.
Breathe out fear.
Breathe out fear.
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