What strange lands do we venture in?
what strange times are we now commence?
Alice’s’ tipsy turvy world to our chagrin
Jesus turning all upside down
Hustle bustle suspended indefinitely
Where is that solid ground?
Where is true credibility?
Wise words and fluffy sentiment
Lest we forget fretfulness and foreboding
All trying to be relevant
Scientists, doctors, prophets all
attempt decoding
Sabbath and rest
Life and death
Broken hearts displaced
Best of plans laid bare
Heights and depths chase
Momentary times without care
Blessed are the meek
Our abilities to control now cease
What treasure do we seek?
The unexplained, A holy peace
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