I do not usually write poetry or prose (I'm not very good at it) but the events of the past couple of days have created a need to write and to express my frustration at not being able to help more

I do not usually write poetry or prose (I'm not very good at it) but the events of the past week have created a need to write and to express my frustration at not being able to help more.

River of Life

I have always been told

That the river brings life

Refreshment to the body

Nourishment for the soul

Bountiful

Sparkling

Playful

Rushing currents full of living things

And bringing life

To all it touches

But today

The river of life

Is none of these things

It is not crystal clear

It is not a limpid stream

It does not dance or play around rocks

Nothing lives within it

It is not easily reached

But it is a precious thing

As it flows from my veins

To help comrades unknown

May it also carry to them

Hope

Strength

Courage

Faith

The river of life is in us all

It can bring life to others

And by sharing it

We are made stronger too

This idea came to me as I gave blood a couple of days ago (I had to wait almost four hours but it was well worth it). I urge all my fellow Canadian fanfiction writers to get in touch with Canadian Blood Services at 1-888-2DO-NATE. For money donations, contact the Red Cross. There are also links from Yahoo Canada to donate money to the American Red Cross and to the New York Firefighters Association.

God bless the victims now in heaven, the families and friends who are left to grieve…God bless us all…no matter what form our God takes.