Posted on March 30, 2020 at 3:49 PM by Jason Macoviak
O, break my heart open
For what was lost forever, returned
Precious quiet beauty
Empty streets
Scant commerce
Quiet to hear the Mother breathing in the canyons
Stillness to feel your own heart beat
Exquisite quiet – empty streets
Immeasurable cost
And yet,
What was lost forever, returned