There is fire’s devastation again in California. I have friends in the area and though their homes were sparred, others were not.
A house for some and home for others
Families, friends, sisters and brothers.
Gone! Vanquished in the force of flame.
Nothing left! No photo! No frame!
We cannot know not being there
The loss, the ache, for hearts to bear
And minds to seek a place called home
Where hopes can rest and memories roam.
We’re oft surprised by nature’s rath
That brings the wind and chewing path
Of flames and shakes and hurricanes
Into our solace causing pains.
The valiant fought with hose and pail
Extinguishing? To no avail.
The pros came in from near and far,
But could not hold the fire’s char.
A table and some chairs in flame.
What is the cause and who’s to blame?
Did laughter, love, once languish there
Upon the deck, without a care?
What do we say to stranger’s pain?
“I’m sorry”, said as prayer, seems lame,
But there is healing in the thought
When we, but view, what nature wrought.
Photo's by Dan Steinberg AP, Mark Terrill AP, and Andrew Gombert EPA.
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