Waiting For Godot of Vaccine

“How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings.” Isiah 52:7 Like voyagers on high seas scanning the horizon, restless souls seeking deliverance from hunger, death, and disease, heralding fresh vigor from the dawn, however hope does infuse with flesh, like oars on the waves, a semblance of life, a murmur or breath caught by bright cadence of Spring, the master plan!