Finding Meaning in a Deadly Virus

Something out there greater than us something we did not choose chose us I reflect find meaning amid grief and sorrow, suffering and death a unifying opportunity individually in community in country globally we are transforming being transformed through the losses, isolation, loneliness, grief by that something we did not choose that chose humankind to learn what we forgot — love and the temporariness of time healing at a distance by care of family and strangers this can be a new frontier where compassion and empathy are victorious over selfishness and greed we are being transformed by something we did not choose but chose humanKind

A monk is knocking at adoor by moonlight

(Jia Dao)

I go to answer stumbling over cat turning a cup of tea into my ink pot my brush tumbles I open the door only the moon