Armistice Day: The Eleventh Hour
The vineyard calls at fading light,
The last are welcomed into sight.
No wage is lost, no soul denied,
The master’s mercy turns the tide.
At trenches’ edge, clocks did align,
The eleventh hour drew its sign.
Guns fell silent, breath was stayed,
A fragile peace at last was made.
So numbers bind both war and word,
The Gospel’s grace, the bugle heard.
From vineyard rows to fields of clay,
We mark the hour, and bow to pray.
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Beautiful a reverent tribute to past wars of senseless slaughter of blood spilt on both sides for the greed and anger of a few. A wonderful homage for those that fell.
Indeed, Soren. Thank you. 🙏🏻🕊️
Most welcome my friend
How many young kids were killed for the ego of some despot, and still going on today.
We remember them as we should and hope it never happens again.
Amen! May it never happen again 🙏🕊️
A fine write, arqios. Profound reminder of how out of control we are.
Aye, Jerry. Our sense of control is sometimes overtly delusional. 🕊️🙏
Good write A. Permission to adapt this to a Remembrance hymn-poem? I will note 'Adapted with permission from'......'so I don't plaguey-wotsit - plagiarise.
Most definitely! I can't wait to see it!
Thank you A. It won't be that much different from your original.
No matter, it would still be exciting and perhaps Andy's choir can sing it too! It may be asking too much but one can dream 🙏🕊️
I said 'goodbye ' to one church, partly because they wouldn't sing any of my hymn-poems. It wasn't where they were "at", they said - whatever that means? They had to have 'Choruses' endlessly repeated, even 2 or 3 weeks in a row. I don't mean the short 'Refrains' as in some hymns, but some insipid stuff, saying 'Hooray', 'Yeah', and rather 'common' things!
Also, I get the meaning of the labourers in the vineyard parable, cleverly linked with the '11' of Remembrance here.
An excellent pick up and quite possibly a source of yet another stirring hymn, O! 🙏🏻🕊️
You labouring in that vineyard there?! 🙂
Just as much as ye are, O! It is after all, the eleventh hour. 🙏🕊️
Arqios, this is beautifully reverent…you’ve woven faith and remembrance into one seamless breath. The closing couplet lands like prayer itself. Love it my friend!🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks, Tristan! Seamless enough to be perceptible to the disposed. Hopefully a useful prayer or example of one 🕊️🙏
It certainly is...very much so! You are most welcome, Rik!
Fine words Rik. "We will remember them."
Andy
Lest we forget. 🕊️🙏
Glad that the ride turned- a very good write ✍️
Thank you ever so kindly dear Safina🙏🕊️
always welcome - keep them coming
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