To me the tide reminds us of eternity ebbing and flowing and changing things that seem to stay the same and washes other things away.
Today I take a moment to honor the wonderful folks of OZ (Australia) and to give a moment to the terrible loss they suffered.
Bitter Ashes
A black ash landscape seared of life and love and hope
The stench of ruin and heartless pain too hard to cope
Dreams lost amid the grey mess, like tinder did they go
And now there is shock and pain on the wind it flows
For some a savage delight, to see the flames rise higher
For them a sick joy in the hunger of a dark demon’s fire
For the rest the sorrow and the grief to bear in torn heart
The lost to morn, souls seeking how to even try to start
Weeping in the wind now, and the etching of the soul
A thousand years of pain, and still no one is ever whole
Pray for strength, and grace, with tears upon your face
For those lost to madness, and those who were so base
The empty land scarred in Prometheus’s two edged gift
Oh how will anyone ever know the spirit’s right to lift
The terror and the so deep pain, the passing oh so hard
Unfit to even be carried, on the voice of the shaken bard
Oh peace, you’re a million miles from this shattered land
And the too few stragglers make up a weary tattered band
My private heart cries out, my hand reaches to comfort you
Knowing that I can do so little, no matter what I try to do
I pray and feel inadequate in this moment you fought hell
My prayers seem like wind drift ash, at the tolling of the bell
You walk a bitter road, under black branches amid the ash
How can I reach out and help, after a blow of hell’s hot lash
I weep for thee and would shelter you, hold you oh so near
But I can not, worse, you can’t hold those you held so dear
Time flows on, as it is wont to do, in spite of an unknown fate
But the heart will find a way, some unknown and distant date
The time will come and you will rise to stand again one day
For the Maker will succor you, if you but bend again to pray
I will send my prayers to you, with hopes to staunch your pain
May you find a measure of tranquility, and learn to smile again
Yes, your words are perfect.
I always loved to stand at the edge of the water, look down at the shells and other odd things and then keep looking as a gentle wave washes in and out and the whole scene changes. The beach and ocean is my favorite place to be.
Being on the shore/water is so peaceful. kinda like God giving you a nudge. Our place in everything is so small and the ocean kinda puts that in perspective. :) Besides that, it’s soothing and just plain makes you feel better, whether there’s hardly a ripple or you’re watching hurricane boomers.
Have a good day!
I’m off today, but will have the gbaby soon. No pc time for me until later! LOL