Saturday, October 25, 2014

An Expatriate's Prayer

 Clouds congregate in Cretan skies -
 melancholy masses in mourning.

Crossing the Atlantic, 
they've carried with them,
a heavy outpouring
 of emotion.

Inside, an expat cries,
her heart heavy and weak
from the tidings.

 In darkness, she stands,
in silence, she breathes,
praying for hope
  to come out of

Slowly, the shadows
are outshone by the light,
as the clouds scatter
to deliver her message.

She bids them farewell,
and reminds them to tell
her fellow Canadians,
that prayer has no distance.


  1. I understand how you feel, such a terrible tragedy. We are all so sad for your country and yet touched by the beautiful memorial and motorcade for your downed soldier.

    Sending much love and healing thoughts.

    Jane xx

  2. Your photos are gorgeous. Warm greetings from Montreal.

  3. wow, was für tolle fotos!!! liebe grüße von angie


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