Friday Prayer
I was reluctant to go out
It would be cold, damp and boring
Just like yesterday and the days before.
I walked along the sea front,
Stopped for a mug of tea at Eddie's.
Then I turned back to the car .....
The sky had been obliterated
By lowering charcoal clouds
Beneath which, a ribbon of burning copper
Flamed along the horizon above
Multiple metallics of glittering sea.
Gob-smacked,
A prayer of Glory, of Hallelujah, of Amen
Fell from my atheist lips.
M.C. Newberry
Sun 12th Jan 2020 16:47
Taking to the outdoors can provide eye-opening events that don't
cost a thing yet are beyond any attempt at valuation. I remember
occasions when walking across Scotland - coast to coast: one
when caught on an exposed hillside as a storm rolled in, bringing
with it primeval trepidation and a sense of sheer human vulnerability
in the face of an approaching uncaring force of nature. Descent
was quick as the air began to hum and crackle!