We feel the grieve as our whanau has been deeply hurt. We feel almost useless and want to do everything to ease that pain of the Muslim community. Giving money, flowers, support. I am proud of New Zealand and it’s caring and strong leader Jacinda Ardern as the opportunity has been taken by all to not be divided by hate but to be united in love. This empowers us to deal with this
Some of the beautiful words of Jacinda
“To the families, we cannot know your grief, but we can walk with you at every stage. We can and we will surround you with aroha, love, manaakitanga, kindness and all that makes us us.”
the people of Christchurch as They are us
Empowerment is one of my values so I had to write something I don't have taken the time yet to edit it. That time will come. Also wanted to be part of this loving community of Poets United. Aroha nui to all
Ignite Your Power
Dear friend,
Some days tears will fall like rain,
but don’t let the storm weigh you down.
You hold a fire deep inside,
a fierce flame that cannot be tamed.
Your tears won’t wash away your vision
it’s etched into your soul’s core,
where your sage whispers wisdom,
and your warrior stands ready to roar.
A warrior of peace and love,
whose flames will spill into the world,
if only you open your heart wide
ignite your power, let it unfurl.
You came here with a mission,
listen close to the ember’s call,
it sparks the truth of who you are,
ready to rise, ready to stand tall.
Tell your tale, burn bright on every page,
shape your life in your own design.
That’s the purpose you came to claim
to light your path, to own your shine.
Be the wildflower dancing in the breeze,
colors blazing in harmony,
be the wind no hands can cage
untamed, and boldly free.
Most of all, be unapologetically you,
and let others light their own flame,
empower their voices,
celebrate their names.
Admire their strength, embrace the new,
fan the sparks of hope and fire
till fear melts away like wax,
and only freedom rises higher.
My favorite line: Meet people where they are. Someone tried to rob your world of its goodwill but instead made love grow stronger. I was heartened by your leader’s response and how the community has gathered round. This has been an earthquake of the soul.
ReplyDeleteThanks Maria Yes love helps us survive I love your beautiful words "This has been an earthquake of the soul" It is exactly that
DeleteWow! I find this poem very empowering just as it is. Thank you.
ReplyDelete"Your tears won’t wash out your vision
your vision is carved into your soul"
Thanks Susan
DeletePoliticians are not so important in these matters as it is their doings or rather lack of doings that lead to catastrophies of this sort. It is the people on the street, the local community, their reaction to the sad event that matter.
ReplyDeleteYour poem (especially the last stanza) is full of good advice relevant to all.
Yes it is the people Duta that matter You've got that right It helps though when you have an excellent role model who really cares.
Delete"Most of all Be you
ReplyDeleteand let others be the
image of their soul"....Encouraging lines in times of need have such healing power. Beautiful.
Thanks Sumana
DeleteWow! Your opening stanza is dynamite, good dynamite for mind body and soul
ReplyDeleteHappy Wednesday
Much💛😊💚love
Thank you Gillena
DeleteYour leader is the finest example of compassionate and effective leadership. I so admire and respect her. We need every sage and warrior of peace and love we can find these days. I love your poem, Marja. I love "Be that wild flower dancing in the wind." And the wax of fear dripping down the candle till only freedom is left. Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThanks and Yes Sherry I feel very fortunate to have her as PM This might be an inspiration to the world and inspires change Let's hope so
DeleteThis is incredibly poignant! Especially like; " Be that wild flower dancing in the wind among all colours and shapes in beautiful harmony."
ReplyDeleteThanks Saana
DeleteI like the expressions of love, inclusion and encouragement in this poem, the way it begins with ‘Dear friend’ and words of comfort. I especially like the lines:
ReplyDelete‘Tell your tale, fill the pages
carve your life out in your image
that’s what you came here to do’
and
‘Be that wild flower
dancing in the wind among
all colours and shapes
in beautiful harmony’.
Thanks Kim
Deletewax of fear will
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till only freedom is left... such an interesting image of freedom and light!
Hi Marja - such cruelty ... yet being tempered by your leader - who is leading. Your poem is just brilliant for us to reflect ... but I too loved "Be that wild flower dancing in the wind." And the wax of fear dripping down the candle till only freedom is left." extra words added by Sherry ... Christchurch has a wonderful community - my thoughts to all - Hilary
ReplyDeleteYou must be very proud Marja that Jacinda Ardern was so prompt and caring and sympathetic to your Muslim community immediately following this atrocity. She was a great example to all world leaders.
ReplyDeleteThoughts and prayers for all of your community. No one can believe this could happen in NZ.Take care!
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful tribute and poem dear Marja,it is so sad to witness such a senseless loss and my heart also grieves with those who have lost their loved ones..
ReplyDeleteYour poem is a powerful reminder that we are indeed ONE. And that it matters not what faith we follow, but where our hearts are held..
And we do indeed embrace them. For are they not US..
We did indeed all come here with a purpose, and that was to learn to LOVE one another.
I think many have picked out my own favourite lines from your poem, of " Be that Wild flower, dancing in the wind.."
Beautiful sentiments Marja..
Sometimes it takes great sadness to bring about more Unity and Peace between those who feel separate.. And when we look beneath our labels we give each other.. We are but Mothers, Fathers, Sisters and Brothers, Aunts and Uncles, Cousins and Friends.. And each one of us is united with the pain of loss..
Love and Blessings dear Marja.. My heart is with you all in Christchurch <3
What a beautiful memory. The victims and survivors are in my prayers.
ReplyDeleteYes, let the wax of fear drip down until only freedom is left! Empathy hugs from the US...
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful write, where words are scarce. You have said it so well!!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is pure gold Marja!
ReplyDeleteI read somewhere that we should surround ourselves with people who empower us to become better......you do that for me my friend.
Namaste
Peggy xxx
Thanks Just being me I guess You are quite inspirational yourself :)
DeleteBeautiful poem, Marja. Jacinda is doing a fine job during these difficult times
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