It swept us up,

unseen

unexpected

unwanted,

disease

destruction

death

in its path.

Confused and separated,

we try to analyze

what we don’t understand,

try to conquer

what is bigger than us.

Fear sets in,

denial offers temporary

peace,

numbers rumble upward,

hope weakens.

Then we remember,

this isn’t the

worst,

this isn’t the

biggest,

this isn’t the most

fearsome.

There is another disease,

most don’t see it,

most deny it,

no human can defeat it,

everyone is infected with it.

There would be no

cure

if not for the Savior,

willing to come,

face the ultimate plague,

die alone,

broken

weak

forsaken,

so that there would be a

cure,

ours for the taking,

no money needed,

no line to stand in,

bring only one thing,

a heart ready to

believe.

Receive your healing,

rise, live again.

Music and vocals provided by my friend Randy Pendleton. Adapted from my poetic meditation, "The Pandemic and the Cure".

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