That Yo-Yo Ma

Photographed by Andy Mettler Courtesy of World Economic Forum

A place of peace,
OOthat’s where Yo-Yo Ma
OOhas brought me

Pandemic outside.

I’m following Yo-Yo Ma
OOthrough a pleasant maze,
OOup, down, and around,
OOand around.

That Yo-Yo Ma!

More strident now,
OOin a thrilling way,
OOmellow, measured, and thrilling.

People ill and dying
OOoutside.
Work to be done
OOoutside.

But in this moment
OOin this room
Yo-Yo Ma has seized my soul.
He is my tour guide
OOto a place of safety,
OOa sense of comfort and ease.

Pandemic somewhere.
Food lines
OOin the land of plenty.

Music in here.
Yo-Yo Ma in here.
The future is bright
OOin here.

My Yo-Yo Ma.

My soul twirls, glides, and skips
OOas Yo-Yo Ma spins along
OOahead of me.

I climb. I soar. I drift.

Pandemic somewhere
OOelse.

I’ve got Yo-Yo Ma.

— Tekla A. Syers resides in Chicago as a student and teacher of metaphysics; smitten grandmother; dabbler in culinary arts; semi-retired fund development and nonprofit management consultant; and a craftswoman. She enjoys music and art in myriad forms and makes time to observe and reflect on why folks and things are as they are.