
A Poem for the Pandemic
Updated: Feb 14, 2021
By Joy Snyder
Father/Mother, Earth and Sky
I can see with my own eyes…
You … daily, reaching out to me
and trying hard to make me see
your love, enfolding me with air.
Yes, I can feel you, I know you’re there.
Father/Mother, Sunshine/Moon
reaching out, dispelling gloom.
Daily reinforcing hope,
trying to reverse the slope …
that downward slide towards sadness,
the aftertaste of badness, madness.
Father/Mother, Source of Life
help me. Melt away the ice
that can surround my beating heart
when I’m not looking … when apart.
Cut off from you and stuck indoors
too long, forgetting how to soar.
My spirit hungers for your peace.
Replenish me, or I may cease
to live … without the sight of you.