When dreams are lost to reality.

When day becomes night.

When anger transforms into action.

A quiet comes down.

As the reality of this virus impinges on our lives.

As the reality of leadership is met while others fail.

As the reality of mortality looks each of us square in the face.

A quiet comes down.

In this time of quiet things that once we obscured, become clear.

The warmth of hot coffee.

The warmth of friends laughter.

The warmth of love past.

Love present.

A quiet comes down.

Days turn into starry nights.

Days turn into loud, defiant voices.

Days turn into the face of the moon.

Tomorrow comes.

A quiet comes down.

Together we can find a quiet place.

Together our compassion will get us through this year of pain.

Together united in a bond that transcends all of time and distance we call love…

When I am scared and alone.

And the world has turned cold and gray.

I think of the beautiful face of my friends.

I am not alone anymore.

A quiet comes down.

Peace

DFrey