thief of lives
crossing oceans,
an invisible enemy washes up
and rises to walk
the flourishing earth
it rises
and wanders among the living…
preying upon human weaknesses…
exploiting the need for closeness
and contact
it moves between people
from host to host,
wreaking havoc
on health and emotions
thief of lives, but never of souls
it thrives in the elderly and the compromised,
yet also in the young and healthy…
leaving no stone unturned,
no one invulnerable
nature watches with a knowing eye
as she wakens from her slumber…
but remains unbiased
in the unfurling of leaves
and the opening of blossoms…
she is impartial
to the plight of humankind…
oblivious to the chaos…
the loss of life and livelihood… knowing
that eventually this too shall pass
it will run its course
this abomination…
this thief…
thief of lives
but never of souls…
Sylvia L. Mattingly, April 18, 2020