Only with my mirror can I see your Blessed Hand
Never with my mind can I fully understand
Looking indirectly, jewels sparkle in the sand
Through a loving lens, I see there is no reprimand.
Remembering to forget the smaller personal mind
To search Infinitude where lives all mankind
Where Love reigns, where illness can’t reside
And swirls of Love keep flowing in open countryside.
Where acts are free and freedom acts in purest Liberty
No robes of gold nor Eucharist, locked away with iron key
No Abbeys, Monks or lofty towers for the world to see
A Gentle Love does fall upon the Mind of you and me.
Love reflecting Love like mirrors held in gold
And Joy of Joys of giving, without barriers so cold
And stories of Love travelling centuries of old
I open my mind today to let Love unfold.
Kilbirnie & Beyond 