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by Jackie Porter on 13 November, 2016
This poem brought me and other women near to tears this morning as we sang to the music Finlandia.
Once we had dreams-
dreams of a new beginning
when we had fought the war to end all war,
a world of peace, where people live in freedom,
a world where justice reigns for evermore.
And yet, and yet, each year as we remember
we know too well how subtly dreams can fade.
In this our world
where peace is often fragile,
where war and hatred grip, where children die,
too easily our hearts are dulled to suffering,
ours ears are deafened to the hopeless cry;
we fail to grasp the call to be peace-makers.
We act in fear and let the vision fade.
Still we need dreams:
O God, make us your dreamers,
inflame our passion for a world made whole,
a world where love extends to all a welcome,
where justice, like a powerful stream will roll.
Come Prince of Peace, our fading hope rekindle,
‘Your kingdom come’ we pray, let peace be made.
Rosalind Brown, 2000.
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