a quiet saturday morning
in stage-three lockdown
the teeming rain
the enfolded flowers
the hum from the silo across the road
the pitter-patter of droplets
forming into pools by the verandah
the distant curfewed melbourne
of my son and daughter
standing in peace and health
in the stillness
thinking of my cousin clare
trapped in aged care
thinking of all the ill
and dead around the world
peace to you pax vobis
in the stillness
- Patrick Singing Sky
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