The sky overhead is gray and gloomy.
There is a strange chill in the air.
It is spring and getting nearer to summer.
The days should be warm and sunny
with birds singing and squirrels playing.
Today there is a strange silence
broken only by the chilling wind moving through the trees.
We seem so far away from the rest of the world
high atop this mountain;
however, reality looms closer than we know.
Thousands of miles away the only silence is heard
Between gunshots and bombs.
Children cry and tears fall from terrified eyes.
Mothers weep for their children that didn’t escape the attack.
We can’t imagine what it is like to watch
Your home destroyed by war.
We seem detached from the world here
and yet we are very involved.
When the time comes,
all these young men sitting with us now will be taken away;
forced to murder people they don’t even know.
And these same people will be forced to murder them.
Our friends, boyfriends and husbands killed –
For a reason that no one will ever understand.
It seems so far away.