Explosions in the sky. Bright colours cascading their light like thousands of stars, only louder and more vicious. Like thunder, with clouds that drift away. Erratic, and always risky.
Perceived with happiness and joy on one end of the globe, and terror and fear on another.
Perceived with welcoming eyes, children staying up late to welcome the new year.
Perceived with dread and gut wrenching pain, houses torn to pieces and babies under mountains of rubble.
Heaving loss.
Brilliant eyes.
Souls ripped apart.
Eager excitement.
Anticipation.
Of good things to come.
Of loved ones never to be seen again.
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Thank you 😀
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A post to reminder us of what some parts of the world experience. Meanwhile, Happy New Year to you!
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Happy New year to you too, Frank! I hope yours is a good one filled with much ballroom dancing and many ponderous beach thoughts 🙂
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We danced last night, and also a couple of dances after midnight. 🙂
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Sounds like you had a wonderful time 🙂
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It’s the way of life. While some celebrate, some mourn, some are laughing, some are crying.
This was so on point OB.
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Tis indeed the way of life, Colleen! It’s amazing, billions of us on this vessel traveling through space, yet so far removed from each other. My youngest brother (he is 11) and I were watching the fireworks from the bedroom window, and he is obsessed with World War 2, so he pointed out how only 80 years ago, these same explosions in the same British skies meant something so much different. It really made me think how in the present, in the same atmosphere, a very different story is happening. Thank you for stopping by, Colleen, I wish you all the best in this year to come! 🙂
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Thank you OB, and I wish the same for you.
I admire how your little brother thinks. That is very astute for an 11 year old. I would bet he has a good grasp of compassion and empathy if his thoughts went there.
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I think he does, he is a sensitive little fellow! 😀
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This is very clever and poignant.
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Thank you for your kind comment and for stopping by to have a read! Happy New Year, friend 🙂
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What a stark and moving juxtaposition, Lenora. Heartbreaking that not all lights in the sky aren’t symbols of joy.
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It is sad, and it is the way of the world. Centuries of storytelling has told us that while some celebrate, others cry in pain.
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I like this very much. Happy 2018
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Thank you very much, and it’s really good to see you’re back! Hope you are well 🙂
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Thanks for your kind words. Yeah, everything is fine.
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