All shall be well

You must go out, they cry to me
Loneliness is bad for you
Be with one or  better two
Or better still, a mass will be.

You must go out,don’t stay within
You may  go mad and lose your mind
So mix with others of your kind
Ignore the quarrels and the din

Yet  hermits to the desert went
Though Julian’s cell was  in the Wall
She said God is a Mother to all
All shall be well,said mystic saint.

Feeling lonely  in a crowd
We miss the few who know our hearts
Yet one day soon we must restart
Isolation’s not allowed.

And we are animals it’s true
Some sleep together in a heap
Comforting whilst in deep sleep
Yet some prefer their privacy