Today I Pray

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Pray

For all the courageous and resilient women
Carrying babies to strange lands.
Sheltering them from harm,
The very best they can.
For all the gentle men who picked up weapons
To protect their families, their land.

For all the elderly and sick who’ve been forced
to leave care facilities just when they needed help more.
For all who have lost their lives due to
This unprovoked, unwanted war!
For the loss of homes, hospitals, airports and roads
That once stood so tall and proud
But now exist no more.

But now also pray for the fighters
Who were made to believe the lies
And even pray for Putin ~ that he be stopped
Before he destroys more lives.
Hate, greed, power must be stopped.
Hate, greed, and power are the things that must die.

Pray for the gentle men,
The courageous women
The elderly and the sick.
Pray for the innocent children,
And the countries that
Opened their doors so wide, so quick.
Pray for those who live in Russia
Who don’t understand this war.
Help them find a way to stop the madman
So we all can live in peace once more.

Find A Song

Photo Courtesy of Mark Jung

How can I live in a world
Where outside my window
Birds are singing
And the sun is lighting up my day?

At the same time, bombs are exploding
Structures are ablaze,
Leaving behind death and
The living moving franticly away.

How can it be
That I long for peace
And freedom,
Simple joy in every day?

While there’s another
Who keeps grabbing, rabidly,
For everything.
Pushing the rest of us away.

Outside my window,
The birds continue to sing,
Just living their life
In the middle of all this everything!

And I think,
So should I, and I try
To stay focused on the moment.
I need to find a song to sing.

Flowers Always Face The Sun

Photo Courtesy of Mark Jung

Flowers do not ask permission.
They’re stubborn. Persistent.
Pushing their way up.
Forcing beauty upon you.

The sun doesn’t ask for help.
It’s determined.  Ornery.
Radiating warmth
Whether you want it or not.

Be that persistent flower.
Don’t ask.
Just push through darkness.
Bloom wherever you are planted.

Be that determined sunshine.
Regardless of distance and brutal cold
Rise every day, no matter what.
Keep shining.

Flowers and sunshine.
The world’s adamant reminder
That there is and always will be
Beauty and light all around us.

But cold, dark days are thrown at us,
Leaving  us longing for sunshine and flowers.
In your darkest moments,  
Turn towards the light.

Flowers always face the sun.
Be a flower.  Face the sun.
Stand in power and conviction.
Beauty and light will prevail.

Sunflowers In A Storm

Photo Courtesy of Mark Jung

Sweet, brilliant flowers
Reaching, growing,
Always turning toward the sun

Free to sway with
Each gentle breeze
Opening as each day’s begun.

Fragile, though.
Vulnerable
To weather’s wrath.

Uncontrollable forces
That rip at, burn,
And smash.

Storms rage.
Winds whip angrily
Hour after hour after hour.

Clouds burst.
Rain pours down
On all the gentle flowers.

Flowers try to hold on
To their bloom,
But petals drop and scatter.

The ground
Absorbs what it can
But to the rain, the ground doesn’t matter.

The storms damage
Lay strewn all around
Leaves hang heavy with grief

Still the sun pushes through
Radiating warmth
The earth gives a sigh of relief.

Seeds drop
And spread
On rain-soaked ground

Laying in wait.
Preparing.
Quietly. Not making a sound

While the sun
Works mightily
To push away the cloud.

The roots
Link arms underground
Preparing to rise again, mighty and proud.