IF NOT THE LORD

 

If not the Lord, then who?

If not salvation, then what?

Raiki, Yoga or Feng Shui?

Worshiping the elements

Or the sun and the moon?

Life without Gods guidance

Leads to a return to chaos

The savagery of Pagan times

Before the Fisher of Men

Cast his net

 

If not our Lord, then who?

What idol?

What fad or fashion?

What new Gods

Will replace Him?

Plastic surgeons

Pandering to vanity,

Or De-toxing clinics

Health spas

And colonic irrigation

Or wannabee’s

Worshiping celebrity

At the altar of fame?

 

If not the Christ

Then what?

Life without faith

Is not a loss of belief

For even without faith

They don’t stop believing

Because they have a need

A desperate need

To believe in something

So they believe

In everything

And anything

Except the risen Christ

I AM IN

 

I am in the soothing warmth

Of a gentle spring day

I am in the sunlight

Glinting on the morning dew

I am in the summer breeze

Stirring a field of ripened corn

I am in the aromatic air

Of a sultry summer night

I am in the autumn wind

Stripping bare the trees

I am the howling tempest

In the teeth of a gale

I am in the bitter sting

Of icy rain and sleet

I am in the silence

Of the softly falling snow

I am the eerie quiet

In the concealing mists

I am the storm and tempest

I am the peace and quiet

I am the green man

I am the green goddess

I am the mother

 

THE FEAST DAY OF SAINT GEORGE

 

The feast day of Saint George

Is England’s National Day

When the English people

Celebrate Saint George's Day

SAINT GEORGE

Though he is immortalized in the tale

Of Saint George and the Dragon

It is as one of the Fourteen Holy Helpers

That his patronage is built upon 

NAMED BY THE CATHOLIC CHURCH

 

Named by the Catholic Church

As one of the Fourteen Holy Helpers

Christian martyr, St George of Lydda

Was a Venerated soldier saint

Legendary vanquisher of dragons

And the Patron saint of England

I AM WITH YOU STILL

 

Though I am gone,

And you feel alone now

I am with you still.

 

I am there

In the quietness of winter

Among the falling snowflakes

That settle on the hushed landscape

 

I am there

In the dew drops

Moistening the undergrowth

As you kick your way through

The grassy meadow

I am there

In the warm sunlight

Of a summer’s day

The bathes the countryside

And I am the tingle on your skin

When the raging storm

Quickens your heartbeat

And in the April showers

You will feel my caress

With every drop of rain

That touches you

So though I am gone

I am with you still

THOUGH I AM GONE

 

Though I am gone,

And you feel alone now

I am with you still.

I am there

When you revisit our favourite places

Retracing the steps of our togetherness

To somewhere reassuringly familiar

I am there

In the sunlight dappled shade

Of a woodland walk

Where bluebells bring the wood alive
I am there

When you stand on the lake shore

And gaze out across to the water,

Though I cast no reflection.

I am there

On the long walks

As you kick your way though

Autumns golden gown

I am with you

When the winter snows lay,

Though I will leave no foot prints.

I am there with you,

For all the moments that were ours

For though I am gone

I am with you still