Poem of the Day 3/27/20 – Distance

The space between us grows
As if we are all drift,
Set alone on our on rafts
Carried apart by different winds and different tides.
Now only the ocean and the sky can be seen-
Blue and empty.
And fear the ocean for its emptiness
And fear drifting too close.
In the sky above, the sun shines
And a flock of geese flies-
Set in a V,
Against the wind
Disappearing into the distance.

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