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THE ROAD AHEAD by Diane Bell


As the Coronavirus pandemic grips the world and we find ourselves “stuck” at home, I hope that these words I’ve written will soothe people’s fears and plant the seeds for a new normal when this is over. 

The Road Ahead

We are not stuck, friends
We are moving forward
But more slowly now 
Carefully 
Cautiously 
Thoughtfully 
Pausing at times 
To rest 
And consider 
The best way forward 
Being mindful 
Of our direction 
And of the others 
On the journey 
With us
We are no longer 
Racing 
Recklessly 
Striving 
Ruthlessly 
Grasping 
There is stillness now 
There is even peace 
Beneath the fear 
Calm 
Equanimity 
A knowing born of faith 
That a season has ended 
And a new one 
Begun 
It’s the beginning
Of a new day 
We’re on a 
New path 
There’s no turning back 
To where we were 
Before 
Our map unfolds 
A little more
Each day 
We’re in this together 
Hand in hand 
Each step 
Guided by grace 
With Love in the lead 
This time 
Leaving no one 
Behind 

~Diane Bell
4/5/2020



Diane Bell is a writer living in the beautiful Pacific Northwest of the United States. She writes poetry to connect with the world around her and with the Divine within her. Her first collection of poetry, “Empowerment Through Love”, was published in late 2016. In addition, her poetry has been published in several anthologies, including “The Light Within”, “Finding Our Wings”, and “Best of Spiritual Writers Network 2014”. For more of her writing, visit her Facebook page "Empowerment Through Love". 

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