Sonnet for Pentecost

The excellent poet Malcom Guite speaks Today we feel the wind beneath our wings Today the hidden fountain flows and plays Today the church draws breath at last and sings As every flame becomes a Tongue of praise. This is the feast of fire, air, and water Poured out and breathed and kindled into earth.…

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Why are we here?

recently found on an old backup disk, and not seen for many years. Now in the wild. They come for entertainment or to meet up with their friends a cup of tea, a little sing but please - not too much of that religion though - it makes one uncomfort-able And even in these hard,…

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