April post-Easter
in cold COVID time
snow frosts yard
every few hours
like icing on paska
but no multi-coloured sprinkles
& we wait for spring
love-shedding sun
to lighten dark spirits
dark minds
inside four
walls
of pandemic
isolation
look out window
past trees past
clouds past skies
to eternal & touch the risen one for hope
beyond this knowing and unknowing
beyond this unprecedented precedent
beyond this stasis
& it shall descend with sunny sprinkles
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