Dear God,
Today a part of my land
And a part of my people
Was reduced to a cloud of
Smoke, rubble and dust.
As the pain and dust linger,
Please help me to join hands
In peace, not rage,
With other spirits
Who seek to rise above.
I wrote this prayer in my journal on September 11, 2001. I created the drawing a couple of months later. It took me awhile to to recover my artistic balance after my world was so seriously shaken that day.
Each year, I post this prayer and drawing here on my blog in hopes that peace will overcome the rage that fills the hearts of many.
I am still hoping.
We always say we will never forget. My hope is that, someday, we will arise as we remember.
Today, 15 years later, I again join hands with kindred spirits. I remain hopeful.
Life is an Adventure!
BZTAT