Folks will get together, warily at first...people will go to cinemas and stadiums and, praise be, churches...
...and they'll shake hands, once again.
Let's just not forget our deliverance.
The outer world will likely not be much different.
Let's us be different, in our active gratitude
When this all is over
and death's fell hand is stayed,
walk barefoot in the clover,
and through the greenleaf glade
to meet the solemn promises
that you made in the night
among the Doubting Thomases
who feared the dearth of light.
You vowed then to breathe free the air,
to hold another's hand and run
with only trusting childhood's care
to the Father and the Son,
and give them thanks, to weep your praise
for the gift of healing days.
Music from Judy Collins, with Both Sides Now.
Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.
Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.
Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.