~
Here
On the top of Brown Clee
~
It is no mystery
Why hills give
~
That sense
Of perspective
~
Human life
Must accept with humility
~
That all
Our little dramas
~
Are just a few small
Stumbling steps
~
In
Eternity.
~

Words and Thoughts, for Life
~
Here
On the top of Brown Clee
~
It is no mystery
Why hills give
~
That sense
Of perspective
~
Human life
Must accept with humility
~
That all
Our little dramas
~
Are just a few small
Stumbling steps
~
In
Eternity.
~

~
The blessings
Of this breeze
~
Makes the grasses
Respond
~
Here we belong
Amongst hills and plains
~
Amongst the birds
And the trees
~
Until we discover
The blessing
~
Of a fuller
Eternity.
~

~
In the morning
I climb
~
And time
Is in love with eternity
~
And here there is
No consternation
~
The mystery
Of life is still
~
And now the heart
Can have its fill
~
Of sweet and satisfying
Consolation.
~

Enclosing
The silence
.
And the space
Where once stood
.
The wooden
Saxon church
.
Now stone
Glass
.
And arches
That span
.
Mortality
To eternity.
.
This poem was inspired by Shrewsbury Abbey

Can we build
Icons to eternity?
.
Or are they created
Through our artists’ hands?
.
How did God
Put heaven in our hearts
.
By these stones
This empty space
.
This wondrous
Light?

Here
Is a place
.
To meet
With one
.
Who rises
Daily
.
You come
To a time
.
In eternity
And your soul
.
Confronts
Mortality
.
And one waits
Beckoning
.
Always having
Journeyed before.
.
