Exhausted

From the

Constant

Pull.

Reflecting

On

These months

We’ve

All

Shared

In shutdown.

Like a fighter –

Punch

Drunk –

I struggle

To come

To my

Senses and

See

And

feel

How Beaten

We’ve been

By the

Storm

That’s hit us.

Scared and

Jelly-like

I’m terrified by the noise

Of

This passing

Juggernaut.

What has it done

to us?

What can it do?

Can I rise

Up

Again, to stand

And

Face down

This

demonic

Challenge

to all we

Held dear?

Have I understood

the

Challenge

it has

Brought to all

that can

Be

shaken?

Have I learned

The bittersweet lessons

This trial

Has come to

Share?

Will we rise
Together,

Refined?