The Virus!

I know not what the world will look like, when the virus is gone

I know not what the world will look like, once the lock is down.

Even experts cannot say, how the economy will move

Neither bulls nor bears can predict, how the street will groove.

Some say, the jobs market will flake,

Some say, the way we work will shake.

Some say, we will go to work differently,

Some say, we will work remotely.

The scars of emotions will still be abound,

In the ones who tested positive, and in the many around.

“Life is fragile” will be true, for the ones who lost their dear

As also for the ones who were near.

I woke up one morning, my heart thudding, my pulse tense,

Wondering how all of this made sense.

I wiped my perspiration,

And listened through the silence, searching for inspiration.

I heard a small voice say,

Calmly, as if giving the time of the day.

Take good care of “Your world”,

And “The world” around will make hay.

Till I asked, what is “My world”

And what is “The world”, pray?

The small voice spoke with conviction,

“Your world” is your body, mind and emotion!

Listen to a secret, long its been around,

“Your world” shapes “The world” and not the other way round!

Many the virus will touch,

Some will endure, some will flinch.

But the virus and its papa cannot foul,

The one who holds together – one’s body, mind and soul.

Hmm, I told the voice, you make a lot of a sense,

But tell me, how do I keep in shape, through all this nonsense?

Eat good food, do something new, mind your attitude,

Switch on the radio and tune in to the frequency of Gratitude!

One day, the virus will be gone,

For sure, the lock will be down.

We may or not live differently,

Life will get back to normal, gradually.

Some will crib, cry or complain,

And some will bear the trough and pain.

Some will be crushed, some will ride the wave,

You, my child, mind “Your world” and “The world” will behave.