Every year we have hundreds of wildfires here in the Northwest of the USA. The air is choked with smoke. White ash settles on everything. I sense the sadness and panic of the wild ones as the forests burn. It is sad to see the trees go - the forest turn black and barren. We are profoundly grateful for the many firefighters who come from all over the country to do battle with our fires. This song is for them and to all who understand the reality of this act of Nature. What do you do when it is all over? You rise above the devastation, the sorrow and pain and begin again. You must Rise.