The memories were easier this year,
The attacks lessened by COVID life in 2020.
Violence and control though bathed in tears,
Seemed decades and decades ago.
In the light of all the violence feeding off fears
In the grief of massive losses,
Offering others silence in a noisy year

Joy in unexpected bravery stepped in,
The Son has gotten my attention.
That deep dark well of loss fills in,
Though scars exist flowers bloom.
In a year of fear and of death again,
Healing truly makes its way seen.
Flight of peace finds a way to begin.

----dfav
3/30/21