photo: Lindisfarne Priory 2007 
And the walls cry out
And the walls cry outGnawing wind scours artwork
into hallowed walls,
Edvard Munch mimicked
by time and tided season:
a silent ‘scream’
within hushment
of abbey bulwark.
’even the stones cry out’
Sculpted praise
in mute wonder:
mason’s work
revealing a surprise bequest
crafted by the Master mason.
Abbot, priest, brothers all
have passed, are past,
recalled to dust and ash.
We walk this way
in remembrance,
washed in the prayer of centuries,
the plain chant of wind and rain,
the pilgrimage of faith.
into hallowed walls,
Edvard Munch mimicked
by time and tided season:
a silent ‘scream’
within hushment
of abbey bulwark.
’even the stones cry out’
Sculpted praise
in mute wonder:
mason’s work
revealing a surprise bequest
crafted by the Master mason.
Abbot, priest, brothers all
have passed, are past,
recalled to dust and ash.
We walk this way
in remembrance,
washed in the prayer of centuries,
the plain chant of wind and rain,
the pilgrimage of faith.
2 comments:
Keith, your work, both in word and photo, should be on display somewhere so others might be moved by how God has gifted you. This is more than an awesome coupling.
this is lovely, Keith.
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