you plant when it rains
because grains can’t be wet
when it’s harvest time
someone’s got to till the field
On this rainy day I think about our medical frontliners.
I think about them being overrun by the incessant waves of cases.
I think about them being on the brink because many are getting sick themselves.
I think about them calling for a “timeout”.
I think about them asking not to retreat but to regroup, to answer the question: how are we going to win this war?
I think about them asking our help by staying at home for two weeks.
There’s a lot to think about on this rainy day.