War and Picnic Spots

We sit on the beach in Florida. I listen to the kids laughing and watching pelicans dive. But the talk is of war. The words “nuclear weapons” are being bandied about. How can we relax when this is going on? My son in law, who is From Poland, is in touch with relatives. They report that hundreds of thousands of refugees are pouring into their country from Ukraine. Most are women and children. The men were conscripted. We are suffering too because this bliss will be over soon. My mind straddles this picnic spot and that suffering and sends compassion to all.