Quarantine Musings

Looks like we are back to the glorious eighties

She said said as she gazed at the empty streets

Sure, the outbreak has caught us unawares

And is analogous to our most fraught nightmares

But the air is cleaner 

and the waters are clearer

People have slowed down to relish the small moments

Snapping out of autopilot modes and digital engrossments

Pausing to watch tiny flowers swaying in the gentle breeze

Listening to the chirping of birds and finding inner peace

Chatter fills the living room as the family embraces quality time

Swapping the monotonous zoning out during screen time 

Physically distant, folks come together 

United in spirit like birds of a feather


-Mahi J