Searching somewhere beyond sight,For miens and visages propelling into quotidian lives,With smiles,blues and not so much to cry,Swept away every scratch of soul,This wave not seen, not felt, not known. Sanatorium thronged disquiet,Medics and Paramedics taxingEfforts reclaiming lives,Risking theirs in face of timePining on hope to seize it fine.Sun dawns again with no reminder of… Read more