Ash Flowers
Yesterday, I wrote a friend who lives in Japan about the Virginia Tech horror. She wrote back today with info that Mayor Icchi Ito (Mayor of Nagasaki) was murdered. A crime boss killed him, point-blank, in the back. Mayor Ito was 61.
We were both feeling a bit down, gloomy. So, I tried to point out something hopeful...
from the most horrific ruins
and the most slaughter-filled graves
grow the most necessary flowers
Never are people more caring, more courteous, never are people unnaturally, yet geuinely concerned and empathetic as they are following a tragedy like this. In a garden bursting with blooms, flowers aren't as necessary as they are in a graveyard or an abandoned house. The creeping presence of beauty into the conceptual exhibition of evil is so unnatural- yet it is. The presence of good within creation is enough proof for me that there is a good Creator. The pressence of good in creation is enough- even when I can't see it.
We were both feeling a bit down, gloomy. So, I tried to point out something hopeful...
and the most slaughter-filled graves
grow the most necessary flowers
Never are people more caring, more courteous, never are people unnaturally, yet geuinely concerned and empathetic as they are following a tragedy like this. In a garden bursting with blooms, flowers aren't as necessary as they are in a graveyard or an abandoned house. The creeping presence of beauty into the conceptual exhibition of evil is so unnatural- yet it is. The presence of good within creation is enough proof for me that there is a good Creator. The pressence of good in creation is enough- even when I can't see it.
Labels: beauty, creation, Divine, hope, mourning, sad, Virginia Tech







