Dear Yuri
Death seems colourful only when it is far away.
When one is aware that one can look into Death’s eye any moment now,
Life becomes readily responsible, and wholly acceptable.
It is only now that our hearts rise in prayer together.
We are grateful for one more day we are spared,
One more touch that didn’t help the spread,
And just one more pathogen unit that overlooked us.
It is about these moments that History will be written someday,
Only it won’t have that twinkle of gratitude,
And that bliss of togetherness.
So let’s open our hearts to whatever comes our way and make these days count –
In stories, memories of self-care and the battles we soldiered together.