Good Friday coming up, with reminder of pain and grief when we have enough going on around. And, even with self-isolation and social distancing, there’s a need to be quiet and contemplate, at least for me, before the Easter eggs and rabbits run wild on Sunday …
A RICH QUIET
the singing bowl 
rings its message
of enclosed silence
stills restless feet
opens hands to pray
closes fretful eyes
the ringing fades
into the plenitude
of meditation
lets the Spirit
speak holy words
in the quiet
A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art. From Inanna Publications, 2016. 
