In Flanders Fields

Pause and reflect with me this morning as we honor those who served past, present and future.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae



12 Comments on “In Flanders Fields”

  1. these plants are Opium?? plants or something else

  2. ckrupski says:

    Beautiful images and poetry to remember our men and women who served, knowing the possibility existed that they could be giving up their very lives for their country. Have a wonderful day!
    With peace my friend.

    • CultFit says:

      Thank you Cheryl – Today is a very humbling day for me personally, for many different reasons which may come across as clunky and awkward in my reply to your kind comment. One of these days we should meet for a coffee and I’ll share with you how I came to this beautiful moment in my life. I’ve lost too many close friends, witnessed many brave young men and women paying the ultimate sacrifice so that we may be free … Yoga, mindfulness, honoring your true self and those around you?These tools help so many suffering with PTSD when they return home.
      May your heart be filled with warmth this morning – Take care.

  3. katelon says:

    My work of my life, is to work toward and hold the vision of NO future need for soldiers.

  4. Sandra says:

    Beautiful. Beautiful reminder. Peace be with you, my friend.

  5. sara says:

    My 6 year old daughter read this poem out at our village Remembrance Day service yesterday. Beautiful.

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