Darkest Hour

rocks and cross

through the darkest hour
every tree top in the forest
adorned with a star
                 (Ese)

 

the earth quaked in sorrow

man had crucified God’s Son

 

Good Friday is a day that the earth mourns the death of bright hope.  This supreme sacrifice was intended to set the prisoners free from the shackles of sin. And so we celebrate with misty tears the dark day when Love died.

This tan renga/ haibun for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai built off Ese’s of Esengasvoice haiku

Also sharing with God Interest

Stop the Shaking #Japan #oneshotwednesday

Have you ever heard it?

Felt it?

Lived through

IT?

***

I’m one of the lucky ones

a roaring train shook my country

rocked it to its core

not like the gentle sway of my crib

we no longer have a shore

***

Endless days

sleepless nights

don’t close your eyes

someone else may be gone

oh the pain at first light

***

stop the shaking

please things are breaking

mama’s dishes

papa’s bones

stop the shaking

Please

our

home

is

GONE

This is my poem for One Shot Wednesday. There is no form to it, no rhyme , little reason – so like the world in the Japan of today!! Unicef is there for the relief for Japan’s children.

Photography: courtesy of Getty Images / CNN News

Infuse with HOPE (another “I” in a series)

Need for Hope

With all the stuff going on in our world, I was thinking about the need for Hope. I’m cheating a little with “infusing hope” – I know you will excuse the stretch. Hey infuse is an ‘I”!

Hope is not an easy concept to tackle (at all!!!) It’s abstract and hard to grasp on a good day.

Defining two words:

Infuse (verb) to imbue or inspire

Hope (verb) to believe, desire or trust

Hope – Why?

Why infuse hope? Without hope despair can tear at the strongest of characters. Each living Haitian needs hope. Why?  The man looking for his wife– even a shred of hope is keeping that man going. A mother is aching for the arms of her little one. She has an inkling of hope in the rescuers– in life…

The Haitian community has to have hope. They need to believe that the dust can be transformed into charming buildings with trees swaying in the back ground. They need to trust that children will play in the fountains; the marketplace will again be a place to share local gossip.

Without that hope, the people in Haiti will give up. Dirt will be layered on top of another layer – paradise will be gone.

The Infuse Part

How can we infuse hope into our community or in communities that are suffering around our world???

What do you do for a living? What are your hobbies? Are you adept in construction? Help someone (locally) whose house needs repair.  Are you creative? Maybe you could make goody baskets for shut-ins. I recently wrote a radio script about a woman, with cancer, who made encouragement baskets for people who were going through difficult times. Are you a teacher? Spend a summer in a third world country teaching English so others can get ahead.

Through my travels, I have friends around the globe.  When there is a tragedy, I can get money direct to people who need help rather than going through channels where everyone’s hands are out. So there’s an excuse to travel.

Don’t Give Up!

With the world and the economy  in a tailspin, how do we regroup? One earthquake area is patched up and a Tsunami tears through another island. An epidemic hits the world in a matter of months. It would be easy for  people to feel like throwing up their arms and saying enough! What more can I do?

Some people turn to God in situations like these others to good feelings some give to research or…

I have to hold on to the idea that there is a strong, omnipotent being who is taking care of me or I would not be able to get up from the next personal disaster.

Whatever your source of strength may be, don’t give up hope while there is still life to hope for.

Can you Watch

Can you watch?

just one more piece

of footage

ripping at your heart

a bit more with each frame

Can you stand?

the thought of knowing

there are children

who will never hear their name

Can you bear?

to see the shreds

of a crumbling paradise

Please keep watching!

stay human one more moment

don’t stop feeling

hold your hand out

as far as it will go

Stand up for the hurting!

they are close by

around the corner

don’t you know

Bear up and be strong!

for the child the woman the man

who needs your

helping hand

Please Don’t Forget Me I’m in Haiti

Still Missing

Right now in Haiti there is a “round the clock” effort to find those still alive and trapped in the rubble. The hours are ticking away. Searchers know that time is not their friend. Family members are frantically posting pictures and names of those still missing.

My sister, her husband and their two young kids… Please oh please help us find them so my mom and I can actually sleep at night,” just one of  an overwhelming list of missing posted on an on-line message board.  (CNN)

It is a seemingly hopeless business. For every victory, there is a setback. With every recovery, there are many still missing. Those still hidden under the rubble are screaming out in their spirits – Dont Forget Me! I’m Here!

Is Hope Missing?

No (break). No chance. We will have to deal with new needs, new sufferings, new situation of hunger, new despair, new devastation.”  states Rev. Duken Augustin in an e-mail.    (Huffington Post: Nicholas Sabloff)

The news is sobering. Where does one look  for a piece of hope?

The hope is in the faithful rescue workers. Please don’t give up! Reach in, grab, search. Hurry the clock is ticking!

Thank You to all those who are searching and who are not giving up on those who would otherwise be forgotten. Take heart.

A Normal Haitian Day ( a poem)

It was  any  Haitian day

sunny and  bright

a light breeze

perfect for flying a kite

The trees they swayed

their normal stance

but something was different

this wasn’t by chance

the movement wasn’t

that of a windy day

the weather was calm

something else was in play

the ground  moved next

The house started to  shake

what was occurring?

it was …

An EARTHQUAKE!!!

In less than a second

She lost her sense

She ran like a crazy person

It was so intense

she  looks out

at nothing that’s left

her house

her town

lives that are spent

She’s alive

she knows

she  should be glad

but this devastation

took all that she had

We should all be humbled by what happened this week in Haiti. Sorrowful for the loss and cognizant that this could be us. Our prayers and relief are the least we can do

Photo: Courtesy of National Geographic