This evening, four of us stood (two metres apart naturally) having a conversation in the middle of the road. This is becoming the norm – but how strange and unlikely that would have seemed had someone told us five weeks ago that we’d be able to do that.
As we continued on our walk, all that could be heard was the sound of birds – and this a Saturday evening. Apart from during the book festival, our small town is never really busy, there is never a lot of traffic noise, but the silence is taking a while to get used to. It’s like the silence after a very heavy snow fall but the daffodils are in full bloom, the trees are all coming into leaf or covered in soft pink blossom and just occasionally the sound of a lawnmower shatters the peace.
We are fortunate living where we do – we have a garden that keeps us busy, we can go for walks and see mountains, fields and the sea. For us life is different but still good. We are thankful for that but there is a shadow cast when we remember others …
Worlds About Us April 2020
We live in surreal times
life has changed with
relationships once close
now only virtual links
coronavirus
Covid 19 self- isolation
social-distancing now
enter our vocabulary
yet we can see how
around us – in another world
the natural world
there’s no isolation here
groups of swallows arrive
skeins of geese will soon depart
robins have paired up
the music of many bees
accompanies us as we sit
seek solace in the garden
where life thankfully
seems normal
on an evening walk
the air is full of insects
swallows skimming past
feasting on their fast food
indoors – internet news
brings graphic horrors
of disease and war
with this hidden enemy
less thought now for
ongoing wars with famine
refugees – millions fleeing
drowning dying day by day
facing both seen and unseen enemies
that’s their reality – cruel not surreal
Life's a Beach 