A pandemic's shadow
In days gone by, a pandemic's shadow cast,
Its touch on lives, an echo from the past.
Yet still, anxiety lingers, a silent guest,
Two years have passed, but not found rest.
Through solitude's embrace, we stayed apart,
And fear took root in many a heart.
Uncertainty, a tempest swirling inside,
Leaving traces of anxiety far and wide.
In isolation's veil, connections frayed,
From loved ones distant, spirits swayed.
The human touch, a treasure once cherished,
Now elusive, its absence, anxiety nourished.
The world transformed, a paradigm shift,
In every soul, a lingering rift.
The sense of normal, forever changed,
And in the aftermath, anxiety arranged.
Loss and grief, a bitter taste,
Mourning loved ones, time can't erase.
In the depths of sorrow, anxiety arose,
A constant companion, it imposed.
Yet amidst the shadows that anxiety brings,
Resilience blooms, like a phoenix with wings.
We find strength within, the will to cope,
To heal and find hope, in life's kaleidoscope.
For as the years pass, we learn to thrive,
To let go of fears, and truly survive.
With empathy and love, we'll mend the seams,
Embracing hope, dispelling anxious dreams.
In time, anxiety's hold may gently wane,
As we rediscover joy in life's refrain.
Two years or more, the path may be long,
But we'll emerge steadfast and strong.