I entered the chapel
Early on the Friday evening
And, almost immediately
I felt so so good about the next day
I had the security
Of that joy of a Saturday Morning
All clean and seriously refreshed
All of my clothes laundered, and ironed
I am in the knave now
The Monks, and the congregation
Are gradually arriving, as the calling bell tolls
I presume announcing, that it is time for Vespers
There is a beauty
To the light on his silver hair
There is a solemnity
A might of gathered assurance
A certainty also of deeper goodness
As a nun, safely, serenely, and oh so so silently enters
Why though, I wonder
Am I the only one sat here, on the righthand side
