Waiting for the Coronavirus Wave
When I consider how my light is spent Within these four walls, inside this world so wide, And my compassionate acts, which would be death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve my fellow man and thus present My true account, lest others see me idle and chide: Shall I be judged by my non-actions when actions are denied? I ponder this and pray for Patience, to prevent That murmur within, that soon replies: this world does not need Either my work, or the work and gifts of others to be seen best. My world of friends and responders working together serving the rest. This larger growing circle of community with thousands for this deed To post o’er land and ocean and internet this isolation without rest: We also serve to flatten the curve who only stand and wait. Adapted from “On His Blindness” by John Milton
David was runner-up and won a prize of $150. He is featured in our first official book publication, In the Quarantined Room: Reflections on the COVID-19 Experience in Indian River County, FL 2020. To find out more about the book and to purchase a copy, click here.
