I have just had a long conversation with a friend. This is a friend of many decades, of similar age, who is also inside the ‘cocoon’ in a different part of the country. We had a long chat for over an hour, at the end of which, and out of the blue, came the revelation:
”I burst into tears without any warning and weep uncontrollably for 10 or 15 minutes – every – single -day.
For all that has been,
For a lifetime of loss – of family, of friends.
For all that we may never know’‘
I answered truthfully –
”So ….Do ….I ”
I wonder how many silent tearful ‘cocoons ‘ are there up and down the country?
I am reminded of lines by W.B Yeats in ‘The Stolen Child’
”Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world’s more full of weeping than you
Younger generations in particular and many more, will not understand.
Here in Ireland, everyone who is compromised by health issues and those aged over 70 must stay at home during the Covid-19 Pandemic with food and medication being delivered by family members or teams of volunteers. This is called ‘Cocooning’ and this is a series posts from inside the cocoon.
STAY SAFE. STAY HOME