A Coronal Prayer

Amidst gloom and doom, Mitali prays for freedom from Corona, a healing poem, exclusively for Different Truths.

We pray, we pray each day,
May the world be free to roam
free to soar, free from the
coronal lore. May we find
 
strength in our core. May we
be virulence free. May finally
a sunrise come wiping the
virus from our fold, our hearth,
 
our home. Give us a new
way of life. A new hope.
A world where man halts his
war with Nature. Stops to think,
 
if the land is only ours? Made only for us?
Were the Earth, the skies, the oceans
created only for us? Can borders
contain the virus or the breeze?
 
Lalon sings to the stars,
“Teach the human heart to love
his own kind; delete all divides.
With other species harmonise.”
 
Let us go there — you and I —
Where the evening is stretched out
against the sky* and find a new hope,
a new song to welcome a different dawn.

*with due apologies to TS Eliot’s Love Song of Alfred J Prufrock

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