I recently rewatched a movie, something I rarely do. Perfect Sense struck home in a way it hadn’t done before the pandemic, and coupled with the two takes below on The Sound of Silence from my original post over a year ago, I was reminded again of our common humanity amidst the continuing pain and sadness today.
In the country of the blind, Where men refuse the seen, Where oblivion reigns and denial rules most proud. Where seers prate and preen the falsehoods of the day. In all the darkened corners One-eyed beggars see the light.
Trilliums push up in my yard, Spring has coaxed them out. No need to distance, No virus to hinder. Just the pull of an ancient call, The warmth of a thawing world, And a promise for the future.