When the summer ends

In the wake of coronavirus I believe it is the will, hope and the optimistic nature of people around us that will help us get through the current turbulent time.

When the summer ends

 

When the summer ends, I wish the gleam of light falling on the fresh green leaves, celebrates the vibrancy of nature the exact same way.

 

When the summer ends, I desire to hear the cacophony of children playing, chasing ice candies and chuckling over their oddly painted tongues the same old way. 

When the summer ends, I yearn to see the streets bustling and men walking down the chaotic roads with the same vigor. 

When the summer ends, I wish to witness the sheer joy of family reunions, friends huddling together and lovers comforted in the presence of each other.

 

When the summer ends, I hope to begin again. I hope to begin better.

 

When the summer ends, I will await to welcome the new season, the one which mollifies the summer blisters again.  

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[John the Baptist]

Indeed, let it be so. Yes, by God, let it be so.