To begin is to hear
the crunch of sneakers against morning dew pavement
to spread good like misty perfume and
carry joy as an anchor and paddle
a moment is the sum of action and intention
where our hearts rest, is where we will wake up
place a few alarm clocks within the boxes on your calender
this way of living needs a tune up
to change is to rip out and regrow
deep roots are chains
a new beginning is the lines on our fingertips
always there if we look close enough.
-n.J.bellacicco
@njb.poetry
I think it is safe to say that 2020 has been a year of chaos in many respects. Uncertainty has lingered through the air for most of the year. We are running from a virus that we cannot see, yet its effects are devastating. We have all been impacted this year. Some of us have lost a family member or a friend to COVID-19. Others have become consumed with anxiety with no where to go due to isolation. Some of us had big plans for 2020 that had to get pushed off to another year.
There is chaos in our midst. Real chaos. And with chaos comes confusion, fear, and anxiety.
However, like the light from a lighthouse bursting through the fog, there is love.
I know I have seen it first hand. The chaos surrounding us, only makes the love that much more apparent.
I’ve seen videos of loved ones going out of there way to find a safe way to see one another.
I’ve seen friends calling more to check in on one another.
I’ve seen the family unit grow stronger as they are stuck under the same roof.
These small acts hold so much weight. When we are forced to find creative solutions to love; the effort is memorable. The sacrifice shown to us by others leaves an imprint in our minds that does not seem to fade.
COVID-19 is invisible, yet we see the impact.
Love itself is invisible, yet we see the impact.
I hear everyone saying lets just move on to 2021 and get over 2020. I don’t agree. In this chaotic year where everything seems to be falling apart, we have learned the impact of loving others deeply.
The truth is clear.
When we love, we carry on.
