Taps, 2018

An old poem, needing new words.

God, we come with Taps in our hearts
remembering those who have died for others,
soldiers, sailors, air corps, in this country and others,

remembering those who risk life for others,
coast guard, firefighter, law enforcement,
both near and far away,

remembering those who go forth
in emergency response, disaster relief,
and aid to victims of war,

remembering those who witness for justice
in the face of opposition,

remembering, also, black lives undone
by the misuse of power,

remembering those detained without justice,
deported without mercy,
deployed with inadequate attention
to wounds of heart, body, mind
when they return,

and remembering our own losses –
some, fresh wounds,
some, long-familiar sadnesses.

Day is come, not just one,
but a year full of dawns
in the east.
While some rest, we are blest,
given peace. Amen.

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4 Responses to Taps, 2018

  1. betsy says:

    Beautiful, Maren…

  2. Nathaniel C. Emens says:

    Great message that I needed just now. Thank you very much.

  3. Maren says:

    You are welcome — blessings on your evening.

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