Preparing for Dawn this Anzac Day by Remembering 2013
We are approaching another Anzac Day here in Australia. A day where we remember. By way of remembering I was asked to go over what I said at our local gathering two years ago. What follows is a paste of my words at the Dawn Service.
ANZAC DAY DAWN SERVICE, TEMORA 2013
As we greet the rising sun this day, a new day dawns on us –
a day to remember
And a day to hope.
As shadows clear and shapes appear
We begin to see
And find our way
From our slumber
To what is before us.
We remember as our brave Anzacs woke all those years ago
What shapes did they see
emerging in the shadows of the dawn?
With the grit of the Turkish coast against their brow
How did they see the mission lying ahead of them?
How did their ears encode the echoes
Of gunfire and orders and cries around them?
We will remember them.
But, as another day dawns further from that action
How will we remember?
Gaining more help by second-hand means
Of television or computer screens, film reels,
And pages of text and photographs.
As more days further from the Anzac Cove Landing dawn,
we hope we can faithfully pass on what we have received that others too may remember.
As this new day dawns we remember as light falls
Upon the graves of the fallen
That light, ever older,
Then illumines the graves
Of the those who fell upon the beach
All those years ago.
And also, a light, younger one, that drifts upon the graves of those who fought,
Came home, marched and have since fallen.
And we remember those who stood longer
And whose hearts were fallen upon,
Who experienced something of a dying within
And lived a lesser and wounded life,
Harrowed by the horrors of their experiences.
May their broken hearts be raised up whole again.
And we recall those blessed ones who
Buried the dead, tended the sick and wounded,
Supplied food and clothing, and
Delivered letters to and from the front lines
They too fell
Into line with great and noble service.
As the psalms tell us:
from the rising of the sun to its setting
A perfect offering is made.
In the rising of the sun
May we be mindful
Those who lived and died
In the hope of a day yet to dawn
Where there would be no more fighting or weeping
But peace at last.
May God’s peace rest upon them
and in our hearts and homes.
Simon C.J. Falk
Anzac Day 2013