Wednesday, 9 July 2025

St Peter’s Chapel

St Peter’s Chapel


well fancy that 

was a chapel 

then from nowhere’s garden he appeared 

there was stained glass there 

the old man offered pointing out probably 

heaven’s gate they called it

his confidence confided

and that was the door there

we can see it we said

finding his confidence

followed by our question 

  and the well 

up here  hidden  his confidence strode 

dragging our light-footed uncertainty

there it is

and believe me the water is pure

if you avoid scooping up the silt


  our spring babbled 

how quiet it all is

the congregation seems to be the trees

the paths our common prayer

look how

when we arrived

the light slanted in just so 

  the light he mused 

yes the light he mused

stained glass i said

not one held-breath disagreed


what a nice man


amen


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