When my Volcano erupts: Mourning for my Daughters

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The Earth erupts from her deep fury
wiping loud clouds of ashes on her forehead.

There is only so much these meant-for-glory rocks can carry.

Her beautiful, ornamented robe
of green and colour
now a spilled out dustcloth
speaking for her horror and her hurt.

From the crevices and recesses of
her mother heart she mourns
the ripping apart of daughters.
Shredded flesh
and abandoned souls.

Tamar and Tatiana
Pakpao and Phueng
Raped and sold by brothers, sisters, friends, neighbours.

And so the Earth erupts for her daughters.
Her ashes paint the sky with
Loud and inconvenient banners for the silenced and forgotten.

For if you will not mourn,
the very earth will
shriek and wail
erupting and disrupting
schedules and appointments.

There is only so much these meant-for-glory rocks should carry.

May we rise
not like a volcano
with destructive power in our belly
but with Love
to cover and crown
our daughters with beauty.

Turn these ashes–
especially my very own allowing and diminishing–
into Beauty.

He has sent me to … bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes … (Isaiah 61: 1, 3)

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  • Natasha

    wow. Thank-you for writing this. It’s a beautiful reality check of how we should be responding to the brokenness of humanity.

    “May we rise
    not like a volcano
    with destructive power in our belly
    but with Love
    to cover and crown
    our daughters with beauty.”

    Amen to that xo

  • http://morelightlesstunnel.wordpress.com morelightlesstunnel

    “For if you will not mourn, the very earth will shriek and wail erupting and disrupting schedules and appointments.”…..I love that….love it….Wow…I am going to let that stew…..

  • http://relatechurch.ca Helen

    ‘For He shall bestow beauty instead of ashes…His joy instead of mourning…’

    Thanks Idelette for sharing your passionate heart and stirring passion in mine. xo

  • Daniela

    Thank you Idelette.

  • http://www.jimmymcphee.blogspot.com Jimmy

    lovely poem I’ve read it a few times now and it keeps getting better as I see new things in it.
    The quote from Isaiah breathes on it like an afflatus.