Tamar. 17.5.20
Stay with me
While I spin a yarn
'bout the Gulmohar
The jasmine and
The date palm.
One with fiery blooms
Defying the hot sun
Trail blazer amidst
a sere landscape
Brown and dull.
The other a garden shrub
Needs to be nurtured
Starry white blooms
Headily perfumed
Highlight of an Indian summer.
The palm with
Thorny armor
Desert survivor
Sweet fruit provider
Thrives despite the sun.
Travel back in time
Tamar a young widow
Not once, but twice over..
Humiliated in society
Stepped out of propriety
The rest is history..
Scandalous story
Read it and we blush
Voices a little hushed..
But you know what?
Her name figures
In Jesus' genealogy!!
Let's go ahead
Another sordid tale
Beautiful girl
Another Tamar
Lust perversion
Violence
Humiliation
Legacy passed down
The King soon lost His crown!
David and his sons
So we weep
Because history repeats..
The final Tamar
Mentioned in passing
Another beautiful girl
Named after her Aunt
One, Absalom's daughter
The other, his sister..
Did the little one hear
As the maids braided her hair
About her sad Aunt?
Or did the Aunt warn her
'Child, you've got to be stronger
Fight for justice
Speak up
Don't take it lying down
Literally...'
And so their lives speak still
Bold ladies
Fiery blooms
of the Gulmohar tree..
Delicate beautiful
Entrancing belles
Vivacious charming
Pure fragrant as the jasmine..
The date palm ' Tamar'
Fruits in the desert
Hot arid zone
Refreshing the body and soul.
Many Tamars amongst us
Loved by God
Merited worthy of inclusion
Let's pray for our girls
For the Spirit's unction
For bold pure
daughters of Christ
Willing to
stand up and fight
Bear fruit despite
Times that are harsh
Climes that are harsh
Bear fruit
That will last.
Lisa Choudhrie
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