Resurrection Dream
During soul-kiting as I looked down
from my perch sunny and bright
I saw the landscape wearing a frown
'Twas a sad cratered sight
dotted with depressions lacking light
full of wounds open to the sky
invaded and smothered by the dark
Floating higher in my sweet sleep
far above my bedroom comfort
I wandered during my dream
over the lands common dirt
I observed the past slowly revived
in resurrection of ideals lost
now containing joy fully alive
and I drifted over the hidden costs
left by trampling pandemic feet
present still in village squares
and empty main streets
The prophecy of better times
that now filled eager eyes
was many months wide
and bordered by pandemic tides
Echoes of those in their graves
resounded in mournful hearts
ever present in familial enclaves
that grieved the loss of cherished parts
As I drifted beneath the sun
aware that some shadows had eased
allowing a renewal to quickly come
painted in vibrant yellows and green
The future floated on the wind
and let the past linger behind
I saw the lands' freshness within
'Twas good, prosperous and always kind
