My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Aurora, Colorado, right now. When I am in writing mode, I don’t focus so much on news. Heard about this tragic shooting just after lunch today. Such a senseless tragedy ... I can’t yet even begin to wrap my mind around this act of violence? So for now, I will just pray for those who have been injured --whether physically and/or emotionally: that they will heal quickly-- for those who have lost their lives and those that they leave behind. May God Bless one and all ….
~M
6/23/12 Some thoughts upon reflection in the aftermath of this heartfelt tragedy ...This poem is dedicated to the victims of the Aurora Colorado Movie Theater shooting with much Love and many ongoing prayers.
“The Seeds
of Hope”
Today, the
landscape finds itself
Little more
than tattered fields
Of endless, hopeless
grey.
For the
story has told itself.
There seems
little more to say?
So silent prayers
attempt to
Fill a
wanting void,
In earnest
effort to keep
The pain and
heartache of
An
unfathomable tragedy at bay.
Society’s ultimate
betrayal
Unleashed
upon the early hours
Of a most unfortunate
night.
A moment,
now forever frozen
In chasm of unrelenting
Time.
Cruelest, senseless
crime.
Violent
chaos void of all
Reason or meaningful
rhyme.
Loss of innocence.
Loss of life.
The highest
of prices
Was this day
paid.
Yet seeds of
Hope are
Somehow born
Into the air
of tomorrow.
In the wake
of heartfelt tragedy
Have these
been laid.
And in due
time these
Shall
blossom a healing,
Heralding an
understanding
That will
grow to replace
Our current
sorrow.
Gathering a
newfound
Awareness of
thankfulness
For each our
blessings in
This life in
the moment
Unfolding
right at hand.
Poppied
fields of red,
Fields of
Hope,
Now stand
instead
To paint a
memory of
What is
today seeming lost
And left
unsaid,
But tomorrow,
with Love,
Shall never be
forgotten.
@Isabelle
Black Smith, July 23, 2012.
I have been pondering the resilience of the human spirit today. It amazes me how we humans can bear what we would have once thought was the unthinkable ... the unfathomable ... and emerge from this bearing metamorphosis stronger, perhaps wiser, but still with an undying belief in some greater good, a reason for our being and a higher purpose for this journey we are on.
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