A NEW PANDEMIC WINTER -2,021-2,022.
Only when you are broken
Will you discover the life
Beneath this life.
Only then will you walk along the street
With your children,
And be nowhere but with them.
All your ambition,
For a moment,A day, or a month, or a decade,
Is put aside;
Those pre-occupations you thought
Were your self,
Scattered like dust in the wind.
Life has broken you
So that you can kiss Its terrible, beautiful face.
Now you begin to hear
The beating drum,
The secret heart that lives
At the centre of the world.
~ Tom Hirons -
Artwork by : Andrea Kowch












