illuminant

Where timeless
praise entertains days
and love-filled lives
bloom and never fade,
where warmth and comfort
clothe and keep
and fellowship spreads
like an Autumn blanket of gold.
Where you and I and us and them
are one in wonder,
won in joy
and all, it seems,
is illuminescent light.
Where no shade or shadow
hides ambushing, hateful, hurts
nor greed nor pride
need constant feed.
Where all imagination's tides
fall short of reality
and ‘You are’ becomes ‘I AM’,
the passing curtain lifted
reveals worship unconfined.

Let's all raise our candle
and celebrate light
a flickering festival
of hopefilled delight.
Tiny flames joining
together as one,
a lighthouse lantern
illuminant Son.

Bright teardrops

pic: Lincoln Cathedral

These

bright teardrops

glisten the mellow darkness;

silently unspoken prayers

leave the evening corner.

Small, emotional lights

chasing shadows,

slender ointment

anointing

wounds

with their benefice.

New prayers stand tall

in their confidence,

oft repeated prayers

low and patient

seem to kneel.

Unlit prayers wait

in anonymity

for their release.