Once This is Over
By Jane Tawel
November 7, 2020
Once they, whoever “they” are, stop slapping our hands away, I hope they will see a hand reached out, straight and true, to show The Way.
Once they, whoever “they” are, find that fear can not lead, and hate can not win; I hope we will walk in peace.
Once “they”, whoever they were, embrace the love of “We”; we will find that as One, we live.
Once there, wherever “there” is, we must make all things beautiful.
Once there, wherever “there” leads, no one will feel alone.
Once there, wherever “there” may be, our joy will be full; and we will come Home to “The Here”.
Once this is over, whatever “this” is, I hope to plan again.
Once, this is over, whatever “this” is, I plan to Hope again.
Once I believed that if I kept trying and working and winning, that I would get “There”.
Now, I know that if let go, live well, and love true, that “Here” finds a home in my heart.
Once, I thought “They” should fix it, take care of it, change it, and do something.
Now, I know it has always been up to me to accept it, care for it, share in it, and Be Love.
Once I thought “This”, was all there was.
Now, I believe it is only the beginning,
and Goodness and Love have no end.
Once, I asked “why me?”.
Now, I ask, “why not We?”.
Let us put our joined hands together to the plow,
and not look back, but gaze forward.
©Jane Tawel 2020