One song comes to Bambi’s mind in pausing to remember this sad day. It is a Fairouz’s song, that is actually Gibran Khalil Gibran (1883-1931)’s poetry on love from The Prophet. The poem is publicly available: https://poets.org/poem/love-8. If you wish, you may read the English text in Bambi’s older post shown further below.
First and foremost, may the memory of all those innocent people who lost their lives be eternal. Wishes of courage and peace of mind to their families and loved ones. Condolences to our dear neighbours of the South border and, by extension, to all of us. Every tragedy in our world is a reminder of that fine line in life between choosing love (… and life) or violence (…and death).
Last but not least, and if Bambi may, she would like to allow herself to leave you with the inspiring words of one of the readers of her blog. Yes Achim, it is you. Thank you again and here is your thoughtful comment to the older post on the theme of love: “Let’s follow Love’s call. A beautiful poem by Khalil Gibran, beautifully sung by Fairuz. Yes, love is joy and laughter, but it is also weeping. It is ecstasy, but also pain and pruning. It’s full of play, but also a serious commitment. It’s a call to growth. It gives you everything you desire, but it comes with a price. To forsake selfishness and to gain your own self, now purified of the chaff and husks, in the sacred fire of Holy Love” (Achim Wollmershäuser, February 16, 2022).