Peace and Comfort
Peace and comfort –
A mere interlude.
Yet it feels permanent
Though it is fleeting.
Change is reality.
All that is calm
Is destined
To become turbulent.
But every storm passes
And can leave
A glorious serenity
In its wake.
We have spent our life in the eye of such a storm.
It is incumbent on us
To appreciate every moment,
Make the most of every opportunity,
Appreciate every last instant,
Of our good fortune.
Already hands are at work
To stir the winds
And smash our ships
Upon the rocks.
Reality is nearly upon us,
For we live
Within a fragile eye.
Opher – 14.10.2019
For seventy years our cities have been built in peace. They have not burnt.
For seventy years the imperfections of the UN, the EU and NATO have maintained a delicate peace.
Through trade, collaboration, travel and partnership we have held back the xenophobic racism of our own nature.
All around the turbulence rages and has not touched us.
Now the glue is being melted and all that has maintained this fragile unreality is dissolving