THis is to honour the men and women who gave their lives for a cause. This is to honour those that are doing so now or a soon too. I want them to know that their actions matter and if they should lose their life in service to their beliefs that someone will remember them and hold them in high esteem and honour.
LEST WE FORGET
For the Fallen
Laurence Binyon's Composed 1914
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.
Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.
They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest we forget
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables at home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.
But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.
This is a wreath in memory of those lost in war for their country - no matter race, colour or creed.
This is a candle representing my eternal prayer of hope and protection for the ones I know that are currently serving their country in a warzone or are soon to leave, that they will return safely to their loved ones.