Remember
By Leslie Noyes
Drums and bullets, flags and fervor, we sweep up after and send off prayers.
Disembodied, disbelief; lives discarded randomly, scattered into layers.
We weep without restraint for the city of lights, while honoring her resilience
No torrent of terror can quell her ultimately exuberant existence.
Songs of mourning and songs of praise intermingle seamlessly,
Joie vient le matin humanity sings in voices lifted triumphantly.
Check out photographer Julie Powell’s blog at https://juliepowell2014.wordpress.com/
Praying for Eyebrowz 