Ah, Love
The map which lacks a key shows
New moon colonies with streets pristine
For no one walks together since the pandemic
No one breathes the same air
An uneasiness settles like a hen over kittens
Warmth given
No sustenance to be seen
Except to eat that Creator of safety in the storm
Oh, Earth!
In our distance,
In our loss,
We will love better
AbyKittiwake 