Saturday, March 21, 2020

Prison Planet on Quarantine

Like RVs by the sea
Our separation brings us closer,
Though we'll never agree
Who we are, what this means

We are free, to speak for each other
Without any fear we will be wrong;
In times like these when we're alone
There is unity.

For we no longer have to share
Our imaginations,
They no longer need a defense
To be real,

They are no different than the wind or the moon now,
Something tangible, impossible to know,
Yet a thing to be believed
When every idol falls to shame ...

What is the nature of our waking,
When some find themselves in different times,
Different planets, leading the same old different lives,
Where it's safe at last to be with others?