I dreamt that COVID had gone
And mask wearing was no more,
In a rush I got dressed
And hurried to the church door.
I had not darkened a church door
In exactly two years,
Just imagine the enquiring stares
When I suddenly appeared.
Everybody was rejoicing
That the dreaded COVID had gone
And there were smiles and hugs
Coming from everyone.
There were no more distinctions
Among the hundred strong
And everyone promised the other
They would try to get along.
No more fretting and complaining
COVID fallout was too hard,
Now that we were back together
We’d all start with a clean card.
No mask to impede our singing
Or need for physical distancing
Hence, we bundled ourselves together
And great was the rejoicing.
Some were bedecked in suits
Others in a casual shirt and pants,
The attire of the women also varied
But worship was enhanced.
The platform seemed a little nearer
And not nearly as high as before
And it was no different from the pew
All the way down to the door.
There was such wonderful accord
And the fellowship was sweet
And we listened intently to the Word
Despite the horrid heat.
COVID had left some scars
But many a lesson was learned,
We cherished the moments spent together
And each handshake was firm.
It began to feel like heaven
As we basked in the Spirit of Christ
And while we knew it was not heaven
The experience felt quite nice.
This dream was not an actual dream
But what I dream would happen
And the sooner COVID-19 disappear
The sooner my heart will be gladdened.
Stewart Russell © August 18, 2021
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