Void Thoughts

A lot is going on, isn’t it?
Around us.
In this world.
In our lives.
So much is going on.

And yet — 
we are breathing,
we are alive,
amidst uncertainty,
amidst fragility,
we are 
still here.

Sometimes,
telling myself it’s all okay
feels foolish — 
a fragile thread of 
hope
dangling so I won’t 
let go.

But perhaps 
that is 
hope’s purpose — 
to leave 
just enough strength,
just enough courage,
to hold on 
a little longer.

So I say it again — 
we are okay.
And no matter what,
we will be okay.
I believe this
for everyone’s sake.

It doesn’t erase 
the problems
that strangle us daily,
but belief itself 
is a quiet fix, isn’t it?
a steadying hand
when uncertainty declares war.

The world’s troubles,
so many of them 
man-made,
feel trivial 
in their origins,
yet so severe 
in their reach.

I pray for days
when uncertainty will not
define 
a stranger’s life.
When the outside offers
some measure 
of stability.

Until then,
we keep it 
alive within.

This morning,
I write my gratitude list.

Waking at five,
choosing to rise, 
not turn away 
from the day.

Planning the morning 
in my bullet journal.

Tea — always tea — 
the faithful guest 
on my happy list.

Three new plants
greening our space.

A softer summer sun, 
not as gentle as I’d like,
but kinder 
than last week.

And while I 
write 
my gratitude,
I see how 
the mind
gathers 
small rays of joy
from moments 
already gone.

For a breath,
the rising grocery prices,
the endless whatnots,
retreat 
from my thoughts.

And I know — 
I’m okay.
For now, 
that’s enough. 

© Vinitha Dileep

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This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty third edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – FIX hosted by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.

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