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SURVIVAL
Beware the silence
For, in that quiet place
The truth that is unwanted is revealed.
The fact that loneliness is in that space
And silence shows the wound
That never healed.
Beware the stillness.
For, in that barren ache
The hand of living uncaressed is dealt.
The fragments of affection that assuaged the break
Are gone, and emptiness is all
Sensation that is felt.
But stop. You cannot journey down this path
For if you do the stillness and the silence will enfold you
You have to turn to face the light
And let the ghosts you miss so much uphold you.
Muster connections.
For in those distanced calls
The jewels that are our friendships are displayed.
Our memories now fill our dwellings’ empty halls
And touch and feel by keyboard
And by telephone is made.
Explore the senses
Our lengthy morning walks
Can fill our souls with gratitude and joy.
Our smells, our sights, our touches supplement our talks
And bring to us the knowledge
That our spirits still can buoy.
Nourish our bodies
In culinary endeavour
We find accomplishment and skill
Hold tight! We must remind ourselves forever
That we are blessed and precious
And must support each other still.
Beware the silence
For, in that quiet place
The truth that is unwanted is revealed.
The fact that loneliness is in that space
And silence shows the wound
That never healed.
Beware the stillness.
For, in that barren ache
The hand of living uncaressed is dealt.
The fragments of affection that assuaged the break
Are gone, and emptiness is all
Sensation that is felt.
But stop. You cannot journey down this path
For if you do the stillness and the silence will enfold you
You have to turn to face the light
And let the ghosts you miss so much uphold you.
Muster connections.
For in those distanced calls
The jewels that are our friendships are displayed.
Our memories now fill our dwellings’ empty halls
And touch and feel by keyboard
And by telephone is made.
Explore the senses
Our lengthy morning walks
Can fill our souls with gratitude and joy.
Our smells, our sights, our touches supplement our talks
And bring to us the knowledge
That our spirits still can buoy.
Nourish our bodies
In culinary endeavour
We find accomplishment and skill
Hold tight! We must remind ourselves forever
That we are blessed and precious
And must support each other still.