Love though the storm


I didn’t plan to write today, didn’t plan to share this blog post. But my pen found the page this morning as a solace needed from the storm, and my heart needs to share it with you.

The irony is that the last time wrote, I spoke of the beauty of Louisiana – the blue in its waters, sky and rain – and now, the flood waters rise again and that beauty is muted. Muted by devastated homes, stranded drivers and ruined by-ways. What song could I sing now, or poem could I write – that would tell of the sorrow and hope in this place? This is a place of strength, of resilience even in the brokenness. How many times must the people here, who call it home, pick themselves back up, re-making their lives against rising waters and battered homes? Their hearts broken, their spirits shadowed by a wind and rain.

I’ve written of Louisiana’s gentle rain – warm & sweet, cool & refreshing – yet there is another kind, its harsh, cruel sister rain. She thrashes against windowpanes, tearing down anything in her path and roaring through the streets like a hungry animal. When will she be sated?

We cry out in her midst for relief that seems to come only when her waters have broken the levees, rushed into our homes and claimed them for hers. We sing our prayers to a sky raining pain and raise our heads into a never-ending shower, it drowns and rinses us clean at the same time. Still we whisper our prayers to one another, joining in a hopeful chorus against her destruction. Like Christ we will rise again from the ashes in victory – to begin another day in this place. This place of tremendous sorrow, joy, and hope — Hope — HOPE! Enough to dance, to sing, to celebrate through the darkness and love through the storm.

Copyright August 14 2016 Stacie Eirich

*Note* Written for all my friends in southeast Louisiana whose lives are at this moment, as they’ve been before, being impacted by the rising flood waters. May we be resilient together, and persevere in this beautiful place we call home. Today may have sorrow in it, but it is our joy and hope that will see us through! With love —

*For a hope-filled poem written earlier this season, click on the title link below: Hope Rising.

Hope Rising

Author: seirich

I'm a mother, writer & dreamer living north of New Orleans, La. I love writing, music, theater, travel and my family. I've written and published four books of poetry and a children's fantasy series: The Dream Chronicles. I'm now working on a third children's novel.

8 thoughts on “Love though the storm”

  1. Nature can be a terrible mother. She feeds us, she shelters us, and every now and again she slaps us in the face. It’s hard to make sense of these things in a spiritual level sometimes. Particularly, like you suggest, when so many people are suffering her rage. All we can do is help anyway we can… and hope for the best. May all those souls be safe, and find the strength to pick themselves up when the storm quiets.

  2. All will be well in the end. We have the fruits of nature so sometimes they can be sweet and sometimes they can be sour.

  3. Oh Stacie, watching the news last night, I wondered if any poet friends were in that area. How very difficult for everyone, as it seems this has happened before, the area is so hard hit. I am sorry, and hope each person and animal finds his or her footing and a dry, safe place to shelter.

    1. Thank you, Sherry. I’ve learned through my few years here that Louisianans are indeed a resilient people, coming together when disaster strikes to lend support and hope to one another. Yes, we had overwhelming floods in March of this year and now – just a few months later – it’s heartbreaking to see it again.

  4. What devastation nature can do, as well as treating us most kind… the intensity of floods can do so much damage, and what a contrast to your poem of blue… the change at an instant almost.

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