Song for the Sorrowful

Guys, I’m really excited. So because my school is awesome, this summer I was paid to spend 20 days reading and writing388634_312874848724131_1928943340_n poetry. Yes, I was paid to do this. How cool is that? Anyway, each day, I had a different poet. I would read their biography and a good number of their poetry, and then I wrote my own poetry as a response to what I had read. This is what I did at the beginning of the summer. Then I went on vacation/a mission trip, and since I came back, I have been editing the poems that I feel are worth it to actually make better. My intention from the beginning was to use these to fuel blog posts (so if I post poetry randomly in the next few months, know that this is where they came from). And now I am finally doing that!

This poem I wrote close to the end of the 20 days on the day I studied Sylvia Plath. I was actually pretty frustrated because I had had a difficult time writing very inspired pieces that day, but then the opening lines of this poem just came to me. So that’s pretty cool. It’s not my best poem, but I felt like it was ready for the blog. So yeah, I hope you all get something out of this.

Song for the Sorrowful

Speak to me of joyful things;
Let sadness take its leave.
Sing to me a lullaby,
And darling, please don’t grieve.

Your heart was made for more than this;
I know this much is true.
You only see your brokenness,
But I’ve seen deeper in you.

Your eyes are made of joy,
Your smile is made of love,
Your hands are raw, pure gentleness,
And your heart is a gift from above.

I know that it’s not easy
To break off the bonds of fear,
But in your endless trying,
Don’t forget that I am here.

You were not made to go it alone;
Let your brothers and sisters aid.
You’ve helped us all throughout your pain,
Now finally, be repaid.

Don’t let sorrows storm your soul;
You will get through this strife.
You have a place upon this earth.
There is purpose for your life.


A Light in the Darkness

I realized that I’ve talked a lot about the good things of humanity: our desire to create art, our ability to love, and many others. But I haven’t talked much on the darkness in humanity. Because, to put it quite plain, we aren’t perfect.

Yesterday, I cried. I cried when I heard the news of the terrible, awful shooting in Connecticut. I’m sure you’ve heard it, and if you’re like me, you probably cried, too. And now, as I browse through my news feed on facebook, I see lots of people with honest emotions about the situation. But some of them bother me. “That man who did that was a monster and nothing less!” I disagree with that. He was a human being, a person. I’m not trying to make an excuse for what he did; it blows my mind how somebody could put it in their heart to do such a thing. But he’s still a person. 

In this situation, there are a lot of people to pity: the children who died, their families, the other people who died, their families, the children who survived that will be traumatized by this. Nobody seems to think of the gunman himself. I cannot imagine what it’s like to be in such a state of desperation and hopeless that would make it okay to do a thing like that. I pity him. But he’s still a person.

People think they’re invincible, that even though bad things may happen to them, humanity on the whole is pretty good. We make masks for ourselves to pretend that everything’s all right. But situations like this make us realize how truly BROKEN humanity is. How broken WE are. But we try to make people live up to our expectations. And often, those expectations are of perfection. That’s why we judge people so easily. I mean, that’s what people did of this man. We judged him by the one bad deed we had heard of but didn’t try to see the world from his point of view. (Once again, I’m not trying to make an excuse for him; I’m just trying to create an easy illustration.) But we also fall prey to the expectations of perfection. We give ourselves to everyone’s image of perfection and when we look  in the mirror, we don’t even recognize ourselves. 

Now I’m feeling dreary. Where’s the solution?!? Is there an answer?!? How do we escape from this dark destiny we’ve created for ourselves?!? 

Personally, I have hope. Because I’ve been loved and saved by God, I know that there is a brighter future for us and that Christ already gave the solution. I know a lot of people don’t have that hope. And I pray for them. I pray for you, whoever you are, because we can always be blessed by God, whether we’re saved or not. 

Thank you,

Epylle Spydre

Karma Part 1

I love having books influence my blogging, it’s so much fun!  The book of the day is Bless me, Ultima by Rudolfo Anaya. In short, it’s about a little boy, Tony, and an herb woman named Ultima, and Tony’s experience growing up and all the philosophical and religious questions he has. So naturally, it makes for excellent blogging material on a mainly philosophizing blog. The biggest question Tony has is why does God allow bad things to happen?? In short, why do the bad guys win and the good guys lose?? On a less philosophical/religious approach to this question, check out my friend’s blog

Okay, the basic answer to this question would be that life isn’t fair. But I mean, that doesn’t really satisfy us. We’ve heard since we were little that life isn’t fair, we even hear it in the Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix movie from Snape (“Life isn’t fair, Potter. Your blessed father knew that. In fact, he frequently saw to it.”). So yes, we hear “life isn’t fair so just suck it up and deal with it” A LOT. But still, we ask why not.

Okay, here’s the part about karma. As teenagers, we really want to believe in karma. I mean, we see it on facebook a ton, “I would take revenge on you, but I’m just going to let karma take care of you.” It’s actually kind of sad that we would take a part of the Hindu faith and turn it into something everyday, making it jaded and commonplace. It really is kind of sad, especially since we use it in the “nature taking revenge on people who deserve it” type of way, which, at least to my knowledge, isn’t quite the truth. But I’m not an expert.

Still, it is an unprecedented truth that life isn’t fair. Good things happen to bad people, and bad things happen to good people. Why is that? From a more religious standpoint, we ask, how can a God that is so good let so much evil exist in the world? I know people that aren’t Christian, and that is their major stumbling block. Life isn’t fair. There is evil in the world that is so dark sometimes. Horrible, awful things happen to good, innocent people. Think of the incident in Aurora, Colorado. Those people didn’t deserve to get shot. It just isn’t fair, and we don’t understand how there could be a god that is pure, good, righteous, and more importantly, looking out for us. We can say that maybe there is a god that likes people, but that that god doesn’t decide to act on that. The crazy part is that this simple belief is keeping people from the love of God. This simple belief is keeping people in the dark, and it pains me to hear people say that they don’t think God doesn’t act on his love.

I believe that there is darkness in the world for a very specific purpose. There is darkness in the world so that we could know better what the light looks like. Think about it. Just like the aliens in A Wrinkle in Time who never knew what sight was; if we didn’t have a dark, we wouldn’t appreciate the light. If we didn’t have the cold winter, we wouldn’t appreciate the warmth and beauty of spring and summer. I could make a million analogies here. But there is evil in the world so that we would know and appreciate the God that is perfect. We are imperfect, and thus have to rely on His perfection. The world is full of evil, because in reality, we’re longing for heaven. We’re longing for that beautiful state of perfection and bliss, and the darkness in our world helps to remind us of that. It keeps heaven in our hopes. I mean, you could go the “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” route, but it doesn’t really explain why there is darkness in the world.  I say that the darkness helps us to see the light. It helps us to remember that we were made for the light, not for the evil of this world. Don’t get me wrong, this world is beautiful. This world we live in is purely amazing, a work of the genius hands of God. But what’s even more amazing about it is that it comes nowhere near the perfection we’ll find in heaven.

Epylle Spydre

p.s. sorry, the title was a bit misleading. I was just thinking, and I started with what I had at the beginnig of this blog, and went through what came into this blog, then my thoughts went back to karma and went a completely different rout, so I thought I’d make that other branch tomorrow’s blog, and make it a series!