Musings of the battle of Shiloh and the Civil War.

Okay, this might be complete crap, or maybe not. Just something I wrote tonight after walking around the Battlefield of Shiloh.

Fields in Shiloh-

The sun sets tonight over the battlefield of Shiloh tonight. The scene of death and destruction and blood. The great Civil War waged through this Tennessee community of Shiloh, the place of peace. This sleepy place most had never heard of, but would affect many. Horrid conflict would touch much of the nation at that time, in one way or the other and this would be one of many sad battles.
But from the ashes of wretched, ugly war, a new nation, a new Union, a new Government, for the people, by the people and a new birth of freedom, would rise.

Now, it is rather powerful, and invigorating, walking the former field of battle with the peach trees in pink bloom, the sun setting with a crisp air about.
To stand quiet among a place of such loud battle and the carnage of war 150 years ago is strange, but now all is sleepy and peaceful. The birds fly happily through the air, ready to roost this cold night. The deer are feeding peacefully, but alert as I walk the green grass. The green and black cannon stay ready for attack, as they have for near a century, but long have they been silent and long they shall remain. How is it that these things happened here? How is it that all can seem so normal again? Ahh, but best not to question the work of nature. Keep the memory alive of the great battle, but enjoy the grand gift that nature gives us.

With the quiet crisp air getting colder and the bountiful life around, I still walk further more along the old fields of battle. Through the soft grass and sod, I think of the deeds of the many there, now long past.
At the end of my stroll, I take with me, profound thanks of the sacrifice of the soldiers holding together the nation, that we have now and enjoy, in those difficult times of century and a half ago. It would seem only fitting to honor them by keeping their memory alive and to make sure that all their work, isn't all for not. I now end my walk and my talk and look at the clock, it is time for me to end right here.

Thanks for reading.