Friends' Meeting, November 1st
Wet Sunday
November skies weeping
For all the saints
Who from their labours rest
Day of the Dead,
All Hallows' Eve now done
Small fanged and ghostly
Creatures, sugar-rushed
Nauseous to bed
Tricks and treats dispensed
Pagan diary closed
Pending solstice hibernal
Lord of Misrule etc
December's bright enlighteners
Wet Sunday
Taxi and hobble
(Smack of ankle bone
Crack, crippling)
To Ship St Meeting
Friends in silence
Calm and quiet, balm dropping
Dew soothing soul
Like rain on desert
Dunes, the lilies shoot and bloom
Within this room
What where who?
Me, you, the promise
Quakers hold for truth
Attend to that of god
In everyone and everywhere
In stillness
Life's brief oasis
Seeker after peace
I do
November 1st 2009, Bagelman cafe, Ship St, Brighton, for Jude
Hi Sally! This made me want to dance and cheer - Inter silvas quaerere verum
ReplyDeletebecomes
In silencio quaerere verum
and evenutally,perhaps,
Quaerere semper verum!
Oh wow Jenny!!!! Our old school motto no less. Jude and I should be in Rome for 4 days but have had to postpone because of my cracked ankle bone. Both of us a bit sad about it of course. It was wonderful to get to Brighton Meeting. I miss going to Meeting very much and just love the silence and the ministry that drops into it. When we were in Namibia several years ago it rained in the desert dunes and lilies bloomed over night- miraculous. The first ministry was about ' Attending to that of god in everyone' and it was such a good reminder for me. Especially to try to fathom that of god in myself sometimes. Semper verum, one day at a time, a good true motto. Thank you Jenny
ReplyDeleteSo pleased you got there Sally. Enough said, lilies bloom miraculous in so many and often surprising places.
ReplyDeleteI sent half the poem- From the line about ankle- to Friends Meeting and got this response.
ReplyDeleteDear Sally,
Thank you very much for the poem.
Most emails we receive are from people booking rooms here so it was a lovely
surprise to read your poem. Thank you.
I will forward the poem to Friends in the meeting and hopefully get it into
our next newsletter. It's a lovely poem. Thank you.
I hope your ankle is mended and you are fully mobile very soon.
In Friendship,
Terry Byrne
Warden, Friends Meeting House,
Ship Street, Brighton BN1 1AF
01273 770258