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"From Rubble the Poppies Grew"


Canadian Maple Leaf It seems that for nearly fifty years I have worn the small poppy token to show respect for those who died while serving in the last centuries' wars which have protected our Democratic freedoms.Until I checked the net, I did not know why the poppy had been selected for our departed soldiers and nurses, except to endlessly weep over the shivery poem,"In Flanders Fields" by John Mc Crae.

Poppy in Remembrance"In Flanders Fields,
the Poppies Grow,
Between the crosses,
row on row..."

Maple Leaf I believed that the sight of those neat, white crosses all marking the death of Christian young people moved the poet to symbolize their spilt blood as the red, red poppies which naturally grew in the fields where they had been laid to rest.

Maple LeafI thought I would research Remembrance Day a bit, and found a reference to the reason for the universal symbol of the poppy. In a page on Remembrance Poppies on the Wikipedia website I found the actual reference regarding that lovely flower. After World War Two had been and gone, many land areas in France had been reduced to rubble. The debris caused vastly improved lime content in the earth, and many poppies arose, invigorated and nourished by the soil the disruption had provided.

poppy image

Poppy Image Vault,Eric Clausen 2001 copyright

maple leaf

They are soft-blown silk, a reminder that our young daughters and sons are that same, fleeting, pure love as they approach a quixotic world with hearts and minds focussed on ideals and upon the heaven we have mutually tried to build for them. They are fresh - preppy. They are educated. They are strict. They are prepared. They are hopeful. They are strong. How can they be wrong?

Each of the educated, prepared service people who serve us during wartime must have the courage to face death, unfair and appalling conditions, outstanding noise and pollution, and loneliness, as regular family people separate for months from their loved ones.
When studying Uniformed Services, I found that these people are typically most sentimental. They cherish any token of appreciation, love and respect, especially symbols and images regarding familial conditions, whether within the actual Service, or from family ties.
I studied this profile in Sociology because I was very much a pacifist from early childhood. I could only see soldiers as warmongers, creeps whose mega-rockets substituted for short, flaccid penises, and whose aim to kill was a satisfactory substitute for bliss.
I know I was very bitter and rude as a young hippy, and I am writing this essay in the hope that young people reading this will think for a minute about the intelligence those electricians, engineers, cooks, musicians, radio and communications specialists, etc. dedicate to the service of our countries. Our country is ourselves.
The soldiers are people who unhesitatingly have the faith to continue in eternity, or they would not be willing to die for our rights , freedoms, and security.


Maple LeafThough I do not believe that young people should accept, or be taught the idea of actually dying for our freedoms, I truly respect that the Military Intelligence which shapes our forces has prepared to make the least trouble and to provide the most benefit, under the circumstances, to not just each side, but to the world.
Soldiers, scientists and medical people do the world a lot of good in peacetime and try stringently these days not to wound civilians. The world is now a small place. We get to know each other everywhere with great ease. Most of us do not want to see or experience warfare.
Most religious people think war is a shocking disgrace. Death stinks like the word war. There is no particularly positive end to the proliferate sacrifice of thinking beings, for either side. Every loss is a shame and a misery to someone in the world.


Maple Leaf The Military type reminds me in some ways of a Tibetan Buddhist saint called "Milarepa". For a lesson in life the Great One asked Milarepa to build a temple to the glory of the Buddha. It was destroyed forthwith. He went on, in faith, to build six more temples, each one destroyed and torn down. He was meant to see the futility of earthly ways and clinging to material. It is no small wonder that his wife annotated and left to the world the incredible "Tibetan Book of the Dead", a book of formal death yoga which serves to guide those approaching death or those in mourning so that the spirit has a planned chance at a better lifetime in the next incarnation.

Maple LeafIslam ,too, has a beautiful work called "The White Peacock - The Islamic Book of the Dead". In this, the spirit is taught to find certain beautific images along the path towards the higher world.

Maple LeafIn Judaism there are many works by individuals and collections of experiences and meditations upon the death experience. I have a simple one- "Jewish Reflections on Death" by Jack Riemer, with a foreword by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross (Schocken Books, New York City 10016)

Maple LeafThere are many books on the subject of death, but no formal or popularized reference it seems, to an approach to the afterworld. Christians seem to refer to the last word on death by Christ, in The New Testament of the Holy Bible, because of the overwhelming success meditation on resurrection has had in medicine over the last two thousand years.
What one does if the medics or priests don't succeed in their quest for everlasting life remains to be perceived through passages in Old and New Testaments that promise the forlorn the lamb should they lose their lives.To my way of thinking, their teachers did not promise them livestock for going ahead and losing their lives. Their implication is that they will arise, renewed, as Mommies' little lamb. For Jews and Christians, a belief in actual reincarnation remains an allowable personal preference. Some believe in heaven or hell, some believe in coming back to earth.
Rabbinical Scholars are working on a Jewish Book on Reincarnation.

Our paths are very much like the great life of Milarepa - they are often seen to fail, to be utterly destroyed; especially when one or even all of our children have gone to war to die - for what madness it seems, to we regular, grieving parents. Our offspring are our temples to the Greatness of The One,as also are our Democratic leaps into further human understanding. Rubble in New York is evidence of the fleetingness and fragility of those mighty towers built to glorify and house the wealth of our knowledge and expertise. Everything rises and falls, to pass away. But from the Greatness of Faith the poppies grow, silk-blown, to whisper of that greatest sign of Faith, new life and those new fields in which arising life will shine and love anew.

Maple Leaf Thank you to the people serving we shy violets in such ways that our sense of freedom is certain.



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