This is meant to be a good thing,

the aftermath is peace,

the initial impact, an unknown force,

bringing bodies together,

perhaps mind and soul,

hadn’t ever imagined a crossing point,

where lives could offer a solution,

a peace, again,

a nuance of learning of wondering of hoping of …

listening.

We are compelled to remain safe,

our own island,

our man-cave,

the shopping mecca that lights our heart.

We are compelled to lose focus,

on merit standing right next to you

now in this moment.

Turn to either side of you and smile,

imagine the miles

of good fortune you have just begun.