My Church (Earth Meditation)

My church is all around me
I am outside of it
yet it dwells still
within me

I choose to worship every day
open to the air
bare to the earth
birthed in the fire
soulwashed in the water
of the mountains

My church and I
are as one
chalice of hope
conduit of love
passage for life

I worship in the
sepulchre of silence
a still port in a raging sea
the eye of the storm
in the centre of me

I sing praises
in the valleys of heaven
raising my voice in acknowledgement
praying for love's continuing return
to this land
I glorify this earth, our mother
I exalt her, worshipping within her
in this earth
is this
My church

— faerybeki, May 24, 2009

About the Author

Country/Region: GBR

Critiques

paparazii

17 years 2 months ago

My church

Another marvelous side of your world, there's always the church in every one, yes the one to worship. love and light Ephy

faerybeki

17 years 2 months ago

Ndatenda Ephy, ndinokuda,

Ndatenda Ephy, ndinokuda, wakanaka! :) much rudo b xxx

Nordic cloud

17 years 2 months ago

If you say so fearybeki,

If you say so fearybeki, mine is perhaps too, I have no church as such the church is the great expanse of sky and the deep dark woods, all are within me, expressions of what I see and feel, hear and smell, as you say here in your charming poem. Yours Ann of Norway

faerybeki

17 years 2 months ago

Ann, I’m honoured this

Ann, I'm honoured this charmed you into leaving your mark :) I was brought up in the christian church, so although, as the poem suggests I worship a little differently now, I find I still use the jargon of it, well those words I remain comfortable with. I was so struck by the expanse of sky when I moved to Wiltshire, it's so flat here, just makes the sky seem so huge to me, I've grown to love it :) really glad you 'got' this one Ann! :)much love b xx

Craig Norris

17 years 2 months ago

you little Celtic rock hugger

You Druidess, Boadica from the islands. Love this Bek, can I point out a typo, Valleys, and there was something in the fourth stanza, a still port in a raging sea the eye of the storm in the centre that is me. in the centre of me seems a little abrupt and jarring maybe? Love your new pic, your little one is a darlin'. Cheers and love to ya. Craig

faerybeki

17 years 2 months ago

:) thanks Craig, I knew

:) thanks Craig, I knew valleys was wrong, it's been niggling at me for days! lol will edit now! So glad you enjoyed this write and am a bit humbled by your comment, Boudica eh? that's something!! I will consider your suggestion regarding that line in the 4th stanza, the centre is me but am I more than my centre? Oh such great stuff to think on, thanks again Craig and glad you love the pic, she's a bit gorgeous isn't she? (I'm rather biased of course!) much love b xx

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