On McCauley Pond
loons nest.
Geese parade their babies.
We are socially distanced.
No virus lives in our woods.
No riots invade this sanctuary.
The world’s cries
enter through our screens
calling for peace, not war;
love, not hate,
joy, not sorrow.
Eight miles from here
we march with 500 others
seeking justice
in an unjust world.