Friday, 16 October 2015

Blessing the stone ...



The last time we were here, hail stung our faces - 

Above our heads was a white sunless sky - 

Today, we had no need of sad heavy coats - 

Time had eased our hearts - a mild breeze stirred golden leaves - 

Father Louie smiled his wise puckish smile - he blessed the stone with holy water - 

Beth is now in heaven he said - she is amongst the saints - 


13.00
Friday 16 October 2015

Wincanton
Somerset
 





 

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