As I walked by the river at dusk on Wednesday, I was struck by a feeling of painful beauty. We are living through such strange times and yet the seasons are still turning, revealing many chances to also be grateful.

Double-edged Chord

There is a beauty in the sadness of the weeping sky

A tenderness within the madness, holding you and I

There is a twinkle through the trees although the darkness haunts

I savour bursts of love like these, don’t let the worries taunt

There is a chord of hopefulness in melancholy’s tune

Our loved ones are still there for us though some have left too soon

Thee is a tone of peacefulness that’s present through the strangeness

Awareness has increased in us, new normal’s rearranged us

This feeling maybe you have had this too, oh heartfelt sigh

There is a beauty in the sadness of the weeping sky