When one our own is lost,
killed in action,
the pain sinks deeply into our core
pulling our sense of community,
together into the sadness of love.
Our hearts instantly reach out,
to the families, even an atheist,
says a prayer, because there is too much
pain. Part of love is grieving,
so we become even more human
wearing the same uniform.
May they rest in peace.
Note: Please pray, or think some positive thoughts, for all those that have lost their soldiers, both men and women. Also pray for those that do protect us, so we can sleep peacefully at night.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“If you love nature, you will love people.”