For the first time...

I know what terror is,
I know what war must be.
I know what it is to be helpless in the face of despair.

For the first time...

I feel compelled to set a small flame upon a candle
I feel the need to whisper a prayer, to ask for protection, for the world
I feel the need to watch it burn, until the light of dawn shall break

In memory of this tragic time - the fall of the World Trade Center, and those lost within

Jessica
September 12, 2001
The day after a day that will live a lifetime