Photo: “Mist”, Iceland, 2018, Genie Nakano

Dear Gods,
Are you there?
Perhaps you are arguing
and you can't hear me now.
yet, I hope
one day I'll wake up singing
the darkness will turn to light
tears of sorrow
will be flooded with tears of joy
for they go hand in hand
I will see the black and white
merging in the sand
until then
I sit and wait inside
until the raindrops color thirsty petals
and death "blows faraway"

It's so hard living in fear
if I, he, she, they,
will be the ones
It's so hard
to not open doors to talk
stand six feet apart
because you may be the one

So today
we Elders sat outside in the mist
six of us -- six feet apart
we drank champagne
clicking to health and life
our fears suspended
we laughed until the rain began to pour
Then, with no more hugs goodbye
we went back inside.

Rain dear rain-- pour your magic
Wash this nightmare away
may we live in Peace
may we live in Light
genie nakano, 3,21,20

Published by genienakano

I love writing--It's my joy, my therapy--my confession. I'm a performer, dancer, yoga and meditation instructor, write a poetry column for Rafu Shimpo. Growth and love of life is a key to my happiness.

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