Northern Lights

A poem about being able to appreciate what we see around us and how each of us has a unique journey of faith with God. The journey we take is more important than the final destination.

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Quiet of Night

The moon blinks its way onto the world. The clouds part and the countryside below is cloaked in its soft silvery light. Edges are no longer sharp but rounded. Life is much softer. A quiet descends. Sounds that are usually masked by the shrill and busyness of the day can be heard once more. Far... Continue Reading →

The Gathering Night

The motorbike climbs the track road, its headlight piercing the gathering gloom of approaching evening. Winding its way through the long forgotten ramparts of this hill fort it finds its way to the top. The engine is killed. The rider dismounts his mechanical steed, and leaves it ticking to itself in the gathering cool of... Continue Reading →

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