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In the eye of the storm.

A church stood high on a cliff top

Far above the tumultuous sea.

It was a stormy night,

As the vicar fought the violent gale,

To reach his night-time ceremony.

 

He foresaw a depleted congregation

On such a tempestuous night,

But turning on the bright church lights

No parishioners could he see.

They clearly preferred to worship

Vicariously.

 

The vicar pressed on with the service

Singing his praises to God.

He cut no corners in his quest

To fulfil his duty, to do his best,

Before battling home

Through the stinging rain.

 

A ship out at sea was in trouble,

Heading straight towards the rocks

Until the captain saw some bright lights

Shining high on the lofty cliff top

Guiding him from dark peril

And away, to the open sea.

 

You just never know who is watching

Or the good that you may have done.

You can make a difference

Without even knowing,

Even if you’re the only one

And the storms of life blow on.

 

◄ Dubious Flowers

Tetris ►

Comments

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John Botterill

Sun 30th Jan 2022 23:31

Thanks Stephen G. A lovely comment, as ever 😊

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 30th Jan 2022 17:51

Heart-warming, John, in the most positive way. A real treat.

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John Botterill

Sun 30th Jan 2022 14:10

Thanks Stephen and Clare (for the like). It means a lot 😊

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Stephen Atkinson

Sun 30th Jan 2022 10:27

An atmospheric, tale of hope. 🌈

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John Botterill

Sun 30th Jan 2022 07:58

Awesome comments, Holden. Thanks very much! I changed him from being a priest into being a vicar to make that pun! 😊

Thanks also to Ursula for the like. 😊

Holden Moncrieff

Sun 30th Jan 2022 02:13

A fascinating, profound poem with a hopeful message, John! I also found "They clearly preferred to worship vicariously" very clever! 😊

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John Botterill

Sat 29th Jan 2022 16:03

Thanks MC. Much appreciated! I agree with your comments.

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 29th Jan 2022 14:44

It has been said that where there is life, there is hope.
I also see the logic that where there is hope, there is life.

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