The devastating earthquake
on our western shore a century ago
is all but forgotten now
except in old history books
and fading newspaper photos
of the vast destruction and ruins.
victims and survivors alike
have long gone to their rest,
and all who knew them and heard first-hand
of this calamity have passed away as well.
horror becomes forgotten history.
still accept in retrospect my prayers for those whose
sorrows and losses were myriad personal tragedies.
I pray for the broken bodies, the broken families, the
widows and widowers,
the orphans, the maimed and dead children
and the devastated parents.
In turn, let
them, Dear Lord, their sadness long over now, look down
on me, and seeing
my own small griefs and troubles
and the little tremors of my life,
mercifully intercede for me to You.
I may feel fissures and quaking in my health, my life
and my emotions, but
let me always trust that You will help me to hold strong
in faith even when I may feel that the ground of my
life is moving under me.
Help me always to keep my own needs
in perspective and let me be ready always with my help
and love for all my fellow creatures in distress.
All this I
pray to You
Good God of Care and Understanding,
(c) 2011 - Donn B. Murphy