I am skirting too close to religion
As a non-believer
I know that I put myself at risk
For there is much of love and beauty
On their journeys and celebrated paths
Also in their ceremonies, churches and cathedrals
I could become enchanted
Some would say that I already am
Yet always I try to keep some distance
Even now, holding hands in thanks
For this day just joyously lived through
Or the day ahead inviting us to come on in
What is it, and why do I choose
To set myself apart from the crowd
However much that crowd might be dwindling
I do walk in to pray, similar but different to others
I am happy with the shake and swing of the incense
I care for the call and response of Benedictine chant
I have slept and eaten within the monastic walls
I read the stories of those they have favoured
And I do fear for their disappearance, sincerely
So I am pleased to help, in a small way, hoping that
My donations go towards their continuity of purpose
As, at the same time, I lessen my exposure to risk
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| Christopher's Website for his Collected Works |
