In Times Like These
when we fall down
like outcast shadows
upon the ground
... do we have the strength
to lift ourselves
to stand back up
to fight back
as we peregrinate alone
in yesterday's footsteps?
i watch the hummingbird
and find solace
in his movement
his ability to fly
in fierce winds
that knock me down
his freedom
to come and go
as i am locked
within this domicile
unable to move
with the same ease
as him
i watch the flowers
weighted down
once again with frost
as they struggle to stand
in the grasp
of the incomprehensible
frigid may air
i feel more like them
stifled with the expansion
of stale air
gasping for more
than offered
or allowed
wondering
what is to become
of that flower
if the warmth of sun
never comes again
or what will become
of you, or me
if we can never be
as we once were
are we to be
a society of shadows
forgotten in the footsteps
of yesteryears
...and blend
with darkness
forevermore
May 6, 2020
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2020
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