Beauty comes to me as a love letter. Unfolding it, something enfolds me, and I cannot move past it. I am held by sight, sound and touch, sometimes even by a scent of something so lovely moving on is simply impossible. I must pause from whatever I am doing, wherever I am going. I must … Continue reading Is it not enough?
“I’m heading back now, I’ve got to clean the chicken coop,” Naomi said as we stood at the edge of the ocean watching as herring seiners vacuumed the sea. Above us, in the sky, squalls of gulls circled and plummeted, scooping up silver shards left behind by the seiners. “I’ll come and help,” I offered, … Continue reading Exhaustion
We sat, three parishioners wrapped in tartan wool, And drank from the cup, steaming coffee rising against morning chill Staring out to sea, we waited for the sun to rise And listened as sea lions barked, sea gulls shrieked And the robins, swifts and wrens tweeted their fierce high notes Each playing their part, a … Continue reading As it is written, or not