Wednesday, November 07, 2007
After every war someone has to clean up. Things won't straighten themselves up, after all. Someone has to push the rubble to the sides of the road, so the corpse-laden wagons can pass. Someone has to get mired in scum and ashes, sofa-springs, splintered glass, and bloody rags. Someone must drag in a girder to prop up a wall. Someone must glaze a window, rehang a door.Photogenic it's not, and takes years. All the cameras have left for another war. Again we'll need bridges and new railway stations. Sleeves will go ragged from rolling them up. Someone, broom in hand, still recalls how it was. Someone listens and nods with un-severed head. Yet others milling about already find it dull. From behind the bush sometimes someone still unearths rust-eaten arguments and carries them to the garbage pile. Those who knew what was going on here must give way to those who know little. And less than little. And finally as little as nothing. In the grass which has overgrown causes and effects, someone must be stretched out, blade of grass in his mouth, gazing at the clouds.
Wislawa Szmborska was a Polish poet. She was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1996. She died in 2002, at the age of 101.
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Give Peace a chance. With all the horrors we have to face, and our children are forced to live through, peace is needed now more than ever!
It is comforting to know, however, that peace WILL be restored EVERYWHERE when our Lord returns. Hurry Lord Jesus!
Many heartfelt thanks to Mimi for organizing "Peace Globe Day" once again.
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peace to all y'all
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