The tears in my mother’s eyes

The battleground is my cathedral, But, there’s more to the story, than what it appears. A war written story, from blood and from tears. My son went to war, a very proud man. He fought in Rajasthan, on the hot desert sands. He witnessed his buddies, his comrades, his men, bleeding and dying, he witnessed their end. He’s blown up all around, his comrades spent … Continue reading The tears in my mother’s eyes

Prayer for survivors of a Devastating Terrorist Attack

My sweet one. He has fallen. He’s down. He has been cut. They’ve landed a strike on him. He is bleeding from the thigh. Dripping down. Red water down the skin. No no.. Allow him to cry.. Let him feel it.. Meanwhile stay with him. Just be there with him. Remain at his side. He needs healing. He is lying down. Wounded. Hurt. Assailed. Damaged. … Continue reading Prayer for survivors of a Devastating Terrorist Attack