Lent Poetry 37

sometimes I just sit in the quiet
no videos, no social media
only the sounds of life coming from
my window above the square
usually the world seems normal
with just people talking
kids playing
life going about its business

but today was not quiet
there were people gathering
subdued, on the street

I wondered what it was
but then the man on the corner
told me what happened
and it hit me in my soul
ringing in my head like a bell

and I felt my calling wake up
from its slumber