Peace

GNRT DAY 15 OH CANADA

 

Today we bid goodbye to beautiful Glacier

We’re traveling to a tiny house in Monarch, Canada…on our way to Banff

Which is distressing for a person who love rhymes

not because it won’t be beautiful…but because nothing rhymes with Banff. 

 

But that is for another day…today  we crossed the border into Alberta, Canada

and still illuminated by Na’pi’s sun

we spent part of the day in the National park…known as Waterton.

 

First a little history:

 

Glacier National park does not end at the Canadian border…no it continues forth….

In fact those Rocky Mountains we love so much we share with our neighbors to the north.

 

Instead of separating them into two parks…

our two countries decided these parks should be combined…

And in 1932 they established the Waterton-Glacier International Peace Park…

the first park of its kind.

 

To this day the Blackfeet, Kootenai and Salish Indian tribes

hold these mountains sacred…as they do the Earth, the rivers…the sky

With teach step into this International Peace Park…you begin to understand why.

 

The beauty we experienced in Glacier…that we thought was second to none… 

extends itself northward…and into Waterton.

 

From its mountain lake, its giant peaks…its red rock canyon and falls

just like Glacier to the south…Waterton has it all.

 

We even saw a grizzly bear…couldn’t tell if it was a he or she

and a black bear with her baby cubs…not one, not two…but three.

 

As I’ve said repeatedly finding the words to explain all this beauty 

is extremely hard…

for these past few days it’s like we’ve been living…inside of a post card.

 

A post card I send out to you…

It’s message is a simple one…I pray…

that one day International peace will be more than just a park 

between Canada and the USA

 
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Sepia Musing

 
 
THE VOICE SO WEAK AND SO IT CRACKS
GENTLE THE SOUND OUT POUR SO SWEET
THE AGE UNKNOWN FOR LIFE IMPACTS
THE DAY GROWS COLD AND LACKS THE HEAT
TO SEE THE DOG AND FEED THE TREAT
 
MUNDANE IS LIFE WHEN COMES THE FUN
TO WAGE THE WAR THE DAILY GRIND  
TOO SHORT IS TIME UNDER THE SUN
I WISH TO SEE THE WATCH AND WIND
TO SETTLE FOR THE GIFT SO KIND
 
AND FROM WITHIN I RALLY STRENGTH
PUSH ON AND WAIT FOR EARLY MORN  
I FIGHT LIKE HELL TO KEEP ARM'S LENGTH
TO TRUELY KNOW WHY ONE IS BORN
EMBRACE LOVE NOW AND NEVER MOURN!
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To sit and listen to the world around us is a gift. To interpret what you encounter is my gift to others the days may change but the underlying current is so repetitive. Sometimes the act brings serenity. To attain A state of peace is the hope, even for a short period.

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MY HOPE WILL NEVER BE GONE

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The memories from with-in!

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wrote this one i think because i needed to hear it hope you all like it

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