Centuries from now, and we can only pray now that clocks will continue to tick forward and we have not circled back to the insanity of today, I hope that future generations will be toasting peace while there are murmurs of gratitude for fields of grain that feed the hungry.
When long-unused ashtrays wait to be recycled into frames for glasses and the shadow of cancer is unseen in the sunshine of healthy faces. When the sound of thunder does not portend disaster around the corner, but the exultation of near-extinct animals across the land, savouring the simple thrill of being alive.
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A wonderful dream well described. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I hope that it becomes more than a dream.
DeleteI really, really hope that your words are prophetic.
ReplyDeleteI do also!
DeleteWe must never turn back to the insanity of today. Great use of the prompts Cindi.
ReplyDeleteIt was a shocking turn of events that I think will scar our history for a long time to come.
DeleteChapeau!
ReplyDeleteJe vous remercie! et à vous aussi! [Thank you! and to you also!]
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