Camp Mystic

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August 18, 2025

For those who lost loved ones that rainy night in Texas.

Soft raindrop music lulled all to quiet
with dreams of fairies, and princess of light 
Stars sent lovelights that winked off and then on
wind whispered “shh,” very soon will come dawn 

Quickly, rain grew restless, began to pound
sent enormous waves to hide the soft ground
Two rivers merged, creating a large sea
Higher, stronger grew sea's intensity

It thrashed and spun and at last over ran
the hopes and dreams of youth's happy plan
Tiny wonders with life's days still to know
 embraced by angels and lifted from flow 

Dawn arose to a promise that was  swept
nothing remained, but the tears that were wept	
Garden paradise that once sheltered green
 torn, spilled over imagination's dream

Can there again be songs mingling with air
Can memories help those who lost, repair
Somewhere above, among soft, lilac clouds
are Mystic camp songs sung, offkey but loud

And, in a rainbow with a lovely face
are watercolors left for you to trace
moments of joy, each to gently unfold 
Then find tomorrows you can, again, hold

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