Spring Springs Back

(Picture Credit - Wild Flowers from Pixabay com)

Forget our inglorious isolation,

Hiding away from terrors unseen.

I see a golden Forsythia

Outside my window.

Sunny daffodils and little blue flowers

Of  unknown name.

Bushes are budding

And turning green.

Bluebottles and bees have been buzzing

As birds flock about

Flipper flapping everywhere.

A barren, frozen desert

Is being transformed

Little by little.

We still have biting winds

Just now

But in the fullness of time

Warmer climes will re-assert themselves.

For summer is coming

As it always does.

No worldly woes will stop it,

Nor they ever will.

Nature has endless patience

And determination.

Sudden Spring is but the start

Of better days.

Believe it.

Paul Butters

© PB 29\3\2020.

Coronavirus Pandemic

 (Picture Credit - "Coronavirus" - King County gov)

History is now being made:

One of the greatest plagues

Since Spanish Flu in nineteen-nineteen.

Self-Isolation is imposed

By those in lofty towers of power.

No sport, no pubs, no school, no restaurants…

Supermarket shelves all empty

From panic-buying shop-hoarders.

See that old lady stooping over her zimmer-frame,

Trying to spot any morsel that might be left.

A late-shift nurse cries openly

At the sheer selfishness of those

Who have left our stores a barren emptiness.

Our thoughts go out to all those victims

Of The Virus

And their families.

But also those forced home alone.

Are we not to walk in solitude soon

Even though we keep away from everyone?

Where will I go for Easter,

My kitchen or my bedroom?

We’ve been pushed off a cliff

Into a new lifestyle.

And it might last as long as

A Year.

Paul Butters

© PB 21\3\2020.

Impossible

(Picture Credit - Cone Nebula by Space dot com)

How can anyone live for Eternity

When Eternity never ends?

It’s an objective that cannot be achieved

For it’s immeasurable.

Year after year might pass

But we never get there.

Space is the same:

Fly through a galaxy cluster

And you find more space

Then maybe another galaxy cluster,

Another after another, after another

Into Infinity.

Infinite Eternity:

Skies with no end

Never Ending

Teeming with countless stars.

Impossible

Yet here we are

Incredibly marvelling that we can think

That we even exist

To see, hear and feel

A world

That’s nothing short

Of a miracle.

Paul Butters

© PB 16\3\2020.