Welcome back to Life in Quarantine! Our poem this week is by Judith Neale, a Canadian poet, mentor, educator, opera singer, and spoken word performer. Thanks for Ashok Bhargava for the beautiful photography as always.

The Pause

Bitterly the night comes,

and we entwine
around each other.

We’re deep rooted trees,

still strong in these currents
of change and unfamiliarity.

We bend toward each other.
Quietly, quietly, a touch is given.

The world shrinks to a whisper
In the glorious moonlit silence
we have been given.

A pause
that binds

us like ribbon.