Again she rises,
our noble star.
Bringer of life\'s light.
Above silent streets,
where, birdsong
echoes now, above
a strangeness of
new found silence.
Her radiant rays
reflecting off
lines of unused cars
and strangely
darkened sheets of
unlit store windows.
Opening late buds in
planted parkland beds
where human eyes,
now forbidden,
shall not see.
Stroking tree tops
new found paradise
of unpolluted city air.
Warming the face
of one frightened
uniformed young lady
as bravely she paces
toward covid-19 icu
ward of fear,
terror, death,
the ward of love.
Steady be your heart
sweet angel of mercy.