Liz Morley


Empty shelves
Jaws dropping
Roots shaking
Veins quaking
Heart pumping
Eyes open
Schools Closing
No business
No jobs
No money
No food
What are we supposed to do?
Work.
Dogs happy
Birds happy
Sky happy
Earth happy
She's healing
She's glowing
Everyone's connected
Through this wreckage
Contracted then expanding
Our minds, our hearts, our light
We shine bright in this darkness.
I pray for all of you
God is you.

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