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The second wave is now a fact. It was a fact already, of course, but the measures taken now make it tangible. It touches all of us and it forces everyone to review their situation and to focus on the now, on today, on the moment. The fear and uncertainty strike again and the polarisation of old versus young, healthy versus sick, ‘wise’ against ‘stupid’ are gaining momentum. We blame the virus, but if we hadn’t dismantled our societies the way we did, we would have been able to handle things better.

The autumn forest shows none of that hectic. The forest follows the seasons, with outliers through warm, cold, wet or dry weather. The achestnuts are smaller and drier this year. Mushrooms are mushrooming (sorry, pun intended). There is quiet, a few wanderers walk who keep a social distance, even here. The cool and stillness of the forest make the body and the mind relax.

It makes me think that this will also pass, that every age has its challenges and that we will move on from here.it makes me think of a poem the German writer Heinrich Böll wrote for his granddaughter.

 

Wir kommen weit her

Liebes  Kind

Und müssen weit gehen

Keine Angst

Alle sind bei dir

Die vor dir waren

Deine Mutter, dein Vater

Und alle die vor ihnen waren

Weit, weit zurück

Alle sind bei dir

Keine Angst

Wir kommen weit her

Und müssen weit gehen

Liebes Kind

We come from far

Dear child

And have a long way to go

Have no fear

We are all with you

Who came before you

Your mother, your father

And all who came before them

Far, far back

We are all with you

Have no fear

We come from far

And have a long way to go

Dear child

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