It was March 2020…

It was March 2020…
The streets were empty, the shops closed, people couldn’t get out.
But the spring didn’t know, and the flowers started to bloom, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, the swallows would soon arrive, the sky was blue, the morning came earlier.

It was March 2020…
Young people had to study online, and find occupations at home, people could no longer go shopping, or go to the hairdresser. Soon there would be no more room in hospitals, and people kept getting sick.
But spring didn’t know, the time to go to the garden was coming, the grass was turning green.

It was March 2020…
People were put in confinement to protect grandparents, families and children. No more reunions, no more meals, no more family celebrations. The fear became real and the days were the same.

But spring didn’t know, apple trees, cherry trees and others blossomed, leaves grew.

People started to read, play with their families, learn a language, sing on the balcony and invite the neighbours to do the same, they learned a new language, show solidarity and focus on other values.
People realized the importance of health, of suffering, of this world that had stopped, of the economy that had plummeted.

But spring did not know. The flowers had given way to fruit, the birds had made their nests, the swallows had arrived.

Then the day of liberation arrived, people learned about it on TV, the virus had lost its way, people took to the streets, singing, crying, kissing their neighbours, without masks or gloves.

And that’s when summer arrived, because spring didn’t know. It continued to be there in spite of everything, in spite of the virus, fear and death. Because spring didn’t know, it taught people the power of life.

Everything is going to be all right, stay home, protect yourself, and you will enjoy life.