A Still Small Voice

In the howling of the storm it is the voice of God that whispers, A still small voice Be at peace. I am here. In the raging of the tempest His hand stills the waves In the violence of the whirlwind He stands at the centre  We are tossed and torn on the currents Tumbling…

My Angel

What do you see Looking down from Heaven’s perfection To earthly chaos It seems you should feel horror Disgust at the gutter where we crouch Squabbling mindlessly over scraps But your compassion is beyond us Your love unfathomable With a flutter of shining feathers you come With tears for our suffering Your eyes flame with…

Angel in the Marble

You are a tiny sculpture Every day growing Squeezing out of your shell Until you spring, full formed From the mind of God You were always there The seed inside the oak The ghost in the machine Homunculus in the womb of your ancestors You are as you are meant to be The angel in…

A Christmas Gift

Parcels wrapped up in fancy paper Shiny ribbons and frilly bows Suggesting delights concealed within As excited children wait for Christmas morning Let us open the gift of love Let us open the gift of kindness Let us open the gift of charity Let us open the gift of hope Love descends on Christmas morning…

Land of Hope

Early morning light refracts through streaky clouds Mist hangs low on the land Rolling green fields intersperse with dense woodland Gently undulating slopes fade into the grey distance Standing on the nearer shore, we pilgrims take the boat And row our way across the golden waters Under willow fingers reaching low towards the stream Across…

Caim

Draw a circle around yourself, they say Trace your finger in the air and say a prayer And this is your sanctuary Your protected place Join your body to your soul In supplication to the almighty Let Earth be part of your litany And draw your circle On sacred ground Encompassing all you hold dear…

Is love ever wasted?

Can love ever be a waste? No! we cry. Of course not! Love is an absolute good, how can it ever be wasted? And yet we all remember gifts of time and care accepted without appreciation kindness in word and deed sneered at and spat upon Generosity taken for granted while the giver, (obviously a…

For the nameless

We never know their names We never see their faces We don’t know who they are or where they live but they are all around us Anonymous, hiding in plain sight Saving lives and saving souls Mending bruises and mending hearts Making peace, making love Holding lamps in the darkness so others can see their…

God’s Paint Box

When I see a rainbow halo around the setting moon I like to think that God is playing with His paint box drawing circles of colours to delight His creation Like when I see long streaks of cloud on a sunny day He is finger painting across the sky When sun sets through cloud all…

The Garden of God

Walking through a magical garden gathering flowers in hand the air is filled with sweet perfume and I am at peace My arms are laden with glowing blossoms their colours an array of finest jewels I am showered in petals of light   These are the gardens of Heaven the Lord is the Gardener His…