Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Taps...

Day is done,
gone the sun,
From the hills,
from the lake,
From the skies.
All is well,
safely rest,
God is nigh.

We are close enough to the Army post where I work that each night at 10 p.m. I can hear the sound of Taps playing.  The hauntingly beautiful sound of the bugle echoes across the hills and valleys.  I stand outside with the dogs for one last time before we go to bed, listening to the sound of it as goosebumps rise on my skin.

Go to sleep,
peaceful sleep,
May the soldier
or sailor,
God keep.
On the land
or the deep,
Safe in sleep.

It sounds at night as a reminder to the soldier's on post that they need their rest.  It began as a "Lights Out" bugle call, but has become so much more.  As I read the words that are familiar to the notes, I think of the times it has been played at funerals, and not just as a reminder for men and women to end their day.

Love, good night,
Must thou go,
When the day,
And the night
Need thee so?
All is well.
Speedeth all
To their rest.

It brings tears to my eyes as I think of the men and women who have sacrificed all, whose families sit in stunned silence as the bugler plays those notes to honor their lost loved one.  The notes that seem to reach into our soul and wrap warmly around us.

Fades the light;
And afar
Goeth day,
And the stars
Shineth bright,
Fare thee well;
Day has gone,
Night is on.

Whether played for the living or the lost, the words and bugle sound are universal in one thing.  They cause us to pause and reflect on our day, our lives, our loves.  We hear the haunting melody and remember how much we have to be grateful for.

Thanks and praise,
For our days,
'Neath the sun,
Neath the stars,
'Neath the sky,
As we go,
This we know,
God is nigh.

Thanks and praise for our days, for our loved ones, for all that we have... or all that we've lost.  The comforting sound of the bugle seems to wrap around our pain like a soft blanket and remind us that yes, God is nigh...  God is....

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