Tsunami

Some had time to prepare themselves To meet their Maker that day, To pray for their soul’s salvation … To pray for those who would stay. Others were left with hopeless desperation To search for their beloved in vain – To pierce the water with tear-filled eyes, Breathless - aching to see them again. Some souls rose up to the Heavens – Their bodies ne’er to be found, Or make it back to their loved ones – They found the Highest of “Higher Ground." Some made the journey all the way Up to the “Angel of the Hill” – Others joined a “Band of Brothers”, And prayed ‘til all was still. Each days begins in innocence Just as the day one night before, Rejoice in case it is your last – Live - Love - and Pray, all the more! One day you may be one of the “Some” Or perhaps one of the “Others” – One day your life could be held In the hands of an Unknown Brother.