While pondering the destruction of Lahaina, Maui, Hawaii, a place we have visited, I recall words from a song, Deep Green, I wrote many moons ago. Here are the concluding words of that tune:
". . . asking for redemption, having no plan. . .
but to strum a melody out of the stars. . .
and pray for rain. . .
to wash away our fears.
May God help us . . .
keep our Deep Green .
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