by Gabel Williams
It’s been so long
Where am I going
All good
I will find my way
In the darkest times
My spirits yearns
All good
Soon I will find what my soul needs
I have to look into myself
I have to challenge my fear
If everything is All good
Then why am I here
What’s understood don’t need to be explained
I am nothing but a lost writer
No umbrella
To protect from a pandemic’s rain
I may be in solitude
I may see things clear
But if everything is All good
Then why am I here
Conifers 