turkey

su meant the beauty of china
dray meant the time of day
harry was ma which meant
the soverign of the lord.

drays eldest would have been calm
his second peace

For the first time in my life I'm able to hear the songs of birds on an everyday basis...its so relaxing...the silence in general is so surreal and beautiful..and yet it's so scary and haunting...compared to the cacophony of a regular day....the past few days have been quite a contrast..One used to experience this kind of silence only during the post midnight phase...i've always looked for inspiration in isolation.. and it's genuinely helped me think better, get in touch with myself and get to know myself..the streets are just so empty...The Dogs seems to be the only wanderers now...at the grocery stores people look at one another with a strange sense of suspicion..frankly though it does feel weird...i don't blame them...masked up and gloves on their hands...They are taking all the precautions.. Though sometimes there's a whole a lot of pushing and panic and social distancing does take a backseat..The terraces of houses have of late become the new hangout spots for families.. i also must say that words don't suffice in expressing my gratitude to all the essential service providers in this time of crisis..all the medical people in particular...this World has been through many tough times.. This is probably one of the most challenging ones...
In lockdown mode
The world is fighting hard to be on the recovery road
It needs our support
Let's try and help it via our co-operation
It's looking towards us for inspiration
This is our chance to serve the World  
Let's make the most of it
Let's try and stay indoors as much as possible and fight the war
It'll be a tough battle
Our will and resolve will be tested
But if we do this then the reward will be soul satisfying

Dear Almighty.. Give us the strength and courage to fight this battle..Please guide us through this difficult phase.. The trauma and suffering all around just breaks my heart.. Please Dear God...help us.

there's defiance in youth,
but the world is too heavy to carry.
with exhaustion, binding your wrists,
disappointment, pinning you down;
that unmovable weight on your chest,
it only becomes harder the further you go.
the more you see, the less you believe.
faith is the most fragile currency of all,
and if you stay around long enough,
you can witness the untimely death
of every forgotten truth.
but even if our fight is over,
and all of our wars have been lost,
there's still hope for tomorrow,
there's still defiance in youth.

When I was younger the quiet scared me,
Demons running wild in my head constantly.
I’m older now and they cannot ruin me like they once did.
My past demons can no longer touch me,
For I am enough in his eyes.

~sdr

I tell my secrets to children
in the form of fairy tales
A "Once upon a time," is enough
to quiet down their wails
and I spin stories as well as spiders
weaving webs that a lost child
must navigate the tangled trails
with cleverness and wit
sharper than any sword
more accurate than any arrow
I speak of children who questioned
the established path of rejection
and this misguided idea of reciprocity,
"You must suffer because it happened to me."
Because my blessing in life was not brute strength
but a clear mind and clever tongue.
I tell my secrets to children
so that they may grow smarter because of them.