Sunday, March 22, 2020
Katherine Hastings––Corona ––poem
Corona
Bursting red flowers
Invisible to the eye
Your beauty slays us
We lather our hands
And with only you in mind
Close ourselves from life
We listen for stars
For wind rapping at our doors
And discover peace
In our solitude
In the true present moment
It is all we have
It is all we need
Our essential bouquet
- Katherine Hastings
