Smoke like mist hanging low on the ground Smoke like clouds in the sky A blurry reflection, beyond recognition The world is burning down The trees on the far shore are dancing The trees on the near shore are black The lake in the middle is so, so pale Everything's covered in smoke Houses so close, yet invisible The valley is a great big bowl Everything colourless, just like a dream Swallowed up one at a time Sirens! Sirens! Blasting sirens! Yet the water remains calm The ghosts stop dancing, the curtain lifts And yet all is still pale The sun has come out, just to finish the job I suppose that's just as well.
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These fires are basically an annual thing, like in California. I wrote this about ten years ago, and I just got to it today, three days into the current smoke warning. I pray for the people of BC and everyone who has breathing problems because of this smoke
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So painful to hear about this. May God give strength to the people suffering because of the smoke 🙏
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