So many people

imprisoned within the walls

of their homes and minds

Amidst pandemic

chaos, a time for quiet

contemplation

angry winter wind

punishes the forest trees

peace returns with spring

We tell them reflect

freely think of how you think

but fitting our frame

Sleep comes fitfully

snatches of unfinished dreams

dress day in grey garb

Snowfall in Athens

the softest of coverings

quietest of dreams

Imagine the sun

white city, mountains, sweet flowers

a good place to rest

Dancing with arms spread

a friend in happier times

before his passing