On Feeling Better

I wish there was a virus of the warm and cuddly kind.
A friendly one, whose influence uplifts and soothes the mind.
I suspect some may be hidden and toil away unseen,
While the PR for Corona made celebrities turn green.
Do you think its ways were nurtured?
Not merely act of fate?
Was this Coronavirus once benign, then did mutate?

I wonder, when I’m serious,
Does it have a greater role?
To help us reconsider, are we sure we’re in control?
Of life that is, this planet.
Should we stop, perchance revere.
To reflect upon the answer as to why we all are here?
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To seek the hidden purpose of that plague upon our lot.
Will it transform our earthly prospects or be dismissed and soon forgot?

Would a healthy, welcome virus, our lives rejuvenate?
To be relished and injected,
Fresh futures to create.

Imagine then the frenzy, as this super bug then spread.
The pleasure of infection uplifts, no need for bed.
The symptoms are delightful and a settled mindset grows.
The consequence both peaceful days and true contentment flows.

I know, a bit of nonsense.
Mind you, it’s often said.
You achieve the self-same outcome,
Through peaceful thoughts instead.