Saturday, 25 April 2015

"Lest We Forget"

Today is ANZAC Day in Australia, as well as in many Commonwealth countries. Popular to the fields of Flanders where war tranches were fought during WWI, poppies became the symbol of the war veterans.

This poppy shot was taken a while back, in Giverny gardens (France), also known as the Monet gardens, on a bright day.
This is in honour of all soldiers who fought for their countries' freedom

Lest we forget is usually added at the end of the Ode of Remembrance at ANZAC services. The ode is originally called "For the Fallen" and was written by English poet Laurence Binyon.

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal,
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.
There is music in the midst of desolation,
And a glory that shines upon her tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables at home;
They have no lot in our labour of the daytime;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known,
As the stars are known to the night.

As the stars will be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

"Lest We Forget" (c) Gilles Royer 2015
Lest we forget...

Note: I've also loaded this photo on my +500px gallery: