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Lockdown. A Poem, 11.04.20


Below is a very thoughtful Poem by an Irish Capuchin brother. I have put it in the bulletin for Easter Sunday which will be uploaded later today.


 Yes there is fear.

Yes there is isolation.

Yes there is panic buying.

Yes there is sickness.

Yes there is even death.




They say that in Wuhan after so many years of noise

You can hear the birds again.


They say that after just a few weeks of quiet

The sky is no longer thick with fumes

But blue and grey and clear.


They say that in the streets of Assisi

People are singing to each other

across the empty squares,

keeping their windows open

so that those who are alone

may hear the sounds of family around them.


They say that a hotel in the West of Ireland

Is offering free meals and delivery to the housebound.


Today a young woman I know

is busy spreading fliers with her number

through the neighbourhood

So that the elders may have someone to call on.


Today Churches, Synagogues, Mosques and Temples

are preparing to welcome

and shelter the homeless, the sick, the weary


All over the world people are slowing down and reflecting


All over the world people are looking at their neighbours in a new way


All over the world people are waking up to a new reality


To how big we really are.

To how little control we really have.

To what really matters.

To Love.


So we pray and we remember that


Yes there is fear.

But there does not have to be hate.


Yes there is isolation.

But there does not have to be loneliness.


Yes there is panic buying.

But there does not have to be meanness.


Yes there is sickness.

But there does not have to be disease of the soul


Yes there is even death.

But there can always be a rebirth of love.


Wake to the choices you make as to how to live now.


Today, breathe.

Listen, behind the factory noises of your panic

The birds are singing again

The sky is clearing,

Spring is coming,

And we are always encompassed by Love.


Open the windows of your soul

And though you may not be able

to touch across the empty square,



Brother Richard Hendrick, OFM Cap.