Tempest

Tempest

Listening to the cries

Wondering why

We come back in a circle

Hoping again to try

 

When everything comes down

Under which we fear to drown

Calamities abound

Completely us surround

 

In the midst of all the pain

Which upon us doth rain

We remember to whom to turn

Where others are want to spurn

And reach out on our part

And speak out from our heart

And ask for Him to guide

Us to the other side

 

The tempests lose their sway

And their impact falls away

With hope we look ahead

To a more calm day instead

Through these storms we sail

To drown us they fail

Guided by the light above

And the certainty of His love

-Shiidon, August 2008

This poem comes from lots of places.  A week ago a dear friend was consoling me over my painful nasal polyps and almost certain surgery.  I felt so bad as she was getting ready to go to Mexico for life saving cancer therapy.  Its all perspective.  She called me today and asked how Shahdi was doing, who was hospitalized this last Wednesday due to a relapse from what happened just before I was able to get custody of her.  She is and will be fine.  I am learning what to look for to be able to be of help to her.  I also have been able to overcome the completely blocked nasal passages and the lethargy they breed.  I have had heart to heart talks with Shahdi, Shervin, Winrik, John, Travis and others that come to the house often.  I was able to address some issues that had arisen and was able to redirect their energies and attention.

Enough of me.  There are some other things that have reminded me of tests and tempests.  The continued persecution of the Bahá'í's in Iran is a reminder that there are others who are in jail and under harsh conditions for nothing other than believing in the unity of mankind and the oneness of humanity.  I heard news that there were three Bahá'í's in an Arab country who are possibly to be deported to Iran for the "crime" of being a Bahá'í.  They have been productive and law abiding members of their community for over 25 years and now they are facing deportation and an uncertain future at the hands of a government that is determined to eradicate all Bahá'í's.  I have finished the last of the grades for my class.  I now must wait until the next term starts before I can be rewarded with teaching again and teaching those dear souls in Iran.

With this all said, I feel upbeat and positive about how things are progressing and know that things will work out as they always do.