The world was bright and alive

The stars having aligned

Good graces granting peace

 

Laughter and joy consumed many days

Happiness radiating like the setting sun

And all was right and all was good

 

Yet In one small moment

One breath of a moment

Everything changed

 

The world grew dark

Like curtains drawn

Blocking out all light

 

Yet the world was nothing

In comparison to you

In contrast to the way we were

 

In one small moment

Everything about us changed

Like a flower cut too soon

 

The river of conversation

Once plentiful and unending

Now trickles like a lazy stream

 

What once was close

Now feels closed off

A wall built out of nothing

 

Yet still we try

To rebuild the past

To rekindle what we were

 

Yet still I wonder

Is all for naught?

For what do we still fight

 

Can a moment damage irreparably?

Destroying all that was built

With one small gesture

 

Yet still we fight

For love and truth

For hope and friendship

 

The storm will pass

Leaving wreckage in its wake

A mess that will need cleaning

 

Yet with love and hope

We’ll muddle through

Repairing all the damage

 

Not today and likely not next week

But one day soon, one near day

We will find the beauty in the wreckage

 

And so we fight against the storm

Pushing back against the raging winds

To struggle our way back to peace