“Snowflakes Cover My Fallen Brothers”

December is a magical time for many people, especially children. Anticipation runs high.

Sugar plum fairies dance in dreams. Sleigh bells reverberate from chimney to chimney, and parents delight in watching children skate on the old mill pond.

Peppermint candy canes are everywhere. Nutcrackers guard doorways.

100_3627

The seasonal kitchens emanate aromas which are both tantalizing and comforting. The hamlets and villages fully display their decorations, especially the reds and greens.

Trees are ornate symbols of the aspirations, hopes and dreams of the decorators and spectators. The solitary star on the tip of the old fir or spruce or pine is a beacon of hope to guide the Magi on their journey.

However, there is another reality to December. Many men have spent their December far from home in the trenches, foxholes and mud of battlefields too numerous to mention on this planet traversing the cosmos.

War is brutal. Brothers fight against brothers. There are no holidays for war, only days of remembrances.

It seems that December would be a time when conflict would be silent and the roar of cannons would be hushed. Frost should cover their mouths and snow instead of bodies and blood should blanket the landscape.

In 2014 conflicts rage, especially in the Middle East where Christmas was born. Humans always find reasons to fight and die on ground which could testify of countless battles from ages past.

In a very well-crafted and emotional advertisement Sainsbury depicts a scene from Christmas Day 1914 of the Great War. With the singing of a carol, two opposing companies of man find common ground to share several minutes of camaraderie and their dreams and hopes.

The faceless enemies become ones with names. For those brief moments life is a little taste of home.

However, it all ends when they hear in the distance the roar of cannons. The frost on the mouths dissipates as the fire balls fly their intended trajectories toward the place where memories of home and especially childhood fade, and the harsh, icy blast of war once again drowns out the carol of childhood and Christmas morn.

The title of this post is from Billy Boyd’s THE LAST GOODBYE which will be featured in the closing credits of THE HOBBIT: The Battle of The Five Armies. The lyrics are listed in the notes below.

May you be blessed with belief and hope this Christmas season! May all your dreams come true for the New Year.

G. D. Williams © 2014

POST 584

Notes

Sainsbury’s OFFICIAL Christmas 2014 Ad

The Times
The Times

Presenting the new Sainsbury’s Christmas advert. Made in partnership with The Royal British Legion. Inspired by real events from 100 years ago.

This year’s Christmas ad from Sainsbury’s–Christmas is for sharing. Made in partnership with The Royal British Legion, it commemorates the extraordinary events of Christmas Day, 1914, when the guns fell silent and two armies met in no-man’s land, sharing gifts–and even playing football together.

The chocolate bar featured in the ad is on sale now at Sainsbury’s. All profits (50p per bar) will go to The Royal British Legion and will benefit our armed forces and their families, past and present.

To watch a short film of the story behind our Christmas ad: http://youtu.be/2s1YvnfcFVs

To watch the making of our Christmas ad: http://youtu.be/Jx3pQWbysmM

To find out more about the ad: http://www.inspiration.sainsburys-live-well-for¬-less.co.uk/about-our-christmas-tv-ad/

The chocolate bar is available while stocks last. Subject to availability. Excludes online.

The Royal British Legion. Registered Charity No. 219279

http://www.thetimes.co.uk/tto/news/uk/article4266518.ece

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWF2JBb1bvM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWF2JBb1bvM

Billy Boyd – The Last Goodbye | The Hobbit: The Battle Of The Five Armies

hob3_pst_002_h__widgetposter

http://www.billboard.com/articles/news/6319735/the-hobbit-song-premiere-billy-boyd-the-last-goodbye

I saw the light fade from the sky
On the wind I heard a sigh
As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers
I will say this last goodbye
Night is now falling
So ends this day
The road is now calling
And I must away

Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the Sea
Under cloud, beneath the stars
Over snow one winter’s morn
I turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me
I cannot tell

We came all this way
But now comes the day
To bid you farewell
Many places I have been
Many sorrows I have seen
But I don’t regret
Nor will I forget
All [who took the road with me]

Night is now falling
So ends this day
The road is now calling
And I must away
Over hill and under tree
Through lands where never light has shone
By silver streams that run down to the Sea

To these memories I will hold
With your blessing I will go
To turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me
I cannot tell

We came all this way

But now comes the day
To bid you farewell

I bid you all a very fond farewell.