The West, is creation's best
sculpted by ice, wind and fire.
Her children made to match the land,
twisted rawhide and barb wire.
The half moon hangs blood red,
Over a valley choked with smoke,
Stillness beyond quiet,
no night bird or cricket sings.
as nature waits in silent dread ,
to see what tomorrow brings.
Have heard the true voice of courage?
it's not the bravado of fighting men.
It's the whisper of a woman standing in the ashes,
saying " We shall build again! "
I wrote this poem in August 2003 when the firestorm was at it's worst. Gary Fjellgaard took a couple of lines from the poem and turned them into a song, Raw Courage, which he recorded and released as a single, donating all the proceeds to the North Thompson Fire Relief Fund. Gary Has included that song on his new Album Carraganna Wind which he will debut at a concert in Barriere BC Friday June 24. Matt Johnston and will be opening for him.