scourging the world with panic
and fear, everyone consigned
to their safe bubble desperately
waiting for the salvific vaccine
that will open society to a new
normal; and as we wait for this
to happen, reflections became
my daily habit, and I pondered
long and hard, wondering why
it takes so long to put the pieces
of life together, like the jig saw
puzzle of the new Nipigon River
suspension bridge that my love
is patiently assembling; and as
the new suspension bridge spans
the north and south sides of the
Nipigon River (an old aborigine
friend long dead told me Nipigon
was Ojibwe for fast-flowing water),
my old hometown-life of relentless
questing for an answer to life’s
imponderable question (why?)
forged a suspension bridge from
Nipigon to Tiny Beaches on the
sandy shores of beautiful Georgian
Bay, Ontario where all the pieces
of life finally fell into place for
me as I reflected from the safety
of our Covid-19 bubble.
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