For everyone returning to school, or work,
after the pandemic:
Sometimes our
hearts have extra beats.
Rhythmic ones,
making
us do things
we didn’t think we
could do.
These beats
encourage tenderness
to sprout into
confidence,
with a whisper of
boldness,
a murmur of sass.
A wilting flower,
now top of the
class.
Instead of dregs,
the last in line
waits for a fresh,
warm tray of
refills.
A leader in a
world of followers.
Blossom among
weeds,
poised colorfully,
above spikey,
painful foxtails.
Those tapping
extra beats,
thump loudly when
facing the enemy.
Where evil lurks,
focus on the sound
emanating
from the heart.
Choose a course,
where distant
drums approach;
the aegis,
the backup,
the cavalry
on the path,
to success.
Be that positive force because God knows we need it now.
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