Release

its hard to know whats next
when the world is on pause

at resuming do we ease back in
or will it all rush out at once

the March that lasted 1000 day
collapsing into November, December, a New Year

all of us shaking our heads
wondering when time stopped meaning anything;

or - -
will we be softer with the emerging?

will we learn to linger over days
seek the still of what was

touch the hands we missed, linger...
for a moment longer then before

we've been put in time out
we ache for release

what comfort will we find
when we do?