Christian Science, Poems

A Mirror

Only with my mirror can I see your Blessed Hand

Never with my mind can I fully understand

Looking indirectly, jewels sparkle in the sand

Through a loving lens, I see there is no reprimand.

Remembering to forget the smaller personal mind

To search Infinitude where lives all mankind

Where Love reigns, where illness can’t reside

And swirls of Love keep flowing in open countryside.

Where acts are free and freedom acts in purest Liberty

No robes of gold nor Eucharist, locked away with iron key

No Abbeys, Monks or lofty towers for the world to see

A Gentle Love does fall upon the Mind of you and me.

Love reflecting Love like mirrors held in gold

And Joy of Joys of giving, without barriers so cold

And stories of Love travelling centuries of old

I open my mind today to let Love unfold.

Christian Science, Kilbirnie / North Ayrshire, Poems, Uncategorized

Droplets of Love

Just like the rain on Garnock stream or dew on May’s fair morn

Or upon the Spider web in tombstones left forlorn

 

A gentle power of Love does fall on mills in Knoxville Road

And seen upon the smiling face of babes in their abode

 

Or random acts of kindness shown in finding mobile phones

Or helping older people walk on ice on Milton Road

 

Or in the eyes of little deer which run through open fields

In steel work sheds with gypsies´ beds and talks of business deals

 

Through different cables power runs to light the darker nights

Through different folk a gentle love expresses its own light

 

In every man a power shines from Place to Ladeside vale

Reflecting joy with sweet accord o’er mountain hill and dale

 

Christian Science, Kilbirnie / North Ayrshire, Poems, Uncategorized

Poem for #Kilbirnie

Perhaps nearby the Walker Hall or up at Jacob´s well

a random act of kindness comes from strangers who can tell?

Perhaps a gentle smile when all is grey and bland

A man in Tesco car park, who gives a helping hand?

 

The face of God is ne´er seen by looking to the sky

or pleading with an unseen God to ask the question “why”

But in the smaller random acts, of hope and gentle charm

Music springs from little things which keep us from all harm

 

And if by chance we cannot see the goodness in Schoolwynd

Let us play the Harp we think is somehow left behind

From Cochrane Street to  Loadingbank it doesn´t take a while

to offer random kindness acts or give a sincere smile

 

He does not see the cries and woes of bitter words well meant

He does not know the mental wounds of times much better spent

He knows only Peace and Love and wholeness of our Soul

Far above the human clouds where Man is free to Go

 

In Glasgow Street or Ladeside Vale, perhaps in Dalry Road

A Mind can freely choose to live in  mental sweet abode

Far above the darting arrows, foes and kin at war

There is a place, another Mind for mankind to explore

 

Found in silence, ne´er in hate, a Harp string sound does come

Taking man to far above from words and human glum

If Angel´s are His thoughts indeed of swirling pools of Love

Let them take us anytime to consciousness above.

 

In silence comes the lyre harp of goodness Peace and Love

A state of mind but Heaven is, so take yourself above

To where no siblings voices fight or hatred´s idle dreams

Free yourself from earthly ties however fair they seem

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

catholic, Christian Science, Poems, Uncategorized

An Unfinished Poem,

Gently on piano keys or,
strung upon the harp,
strummed upon the guitar strings or
words said from the heart,

A colder breeze in winter time
or withered flowerless briar
all are made to break your dreams
and draw your thoughts much higher

An Ocean beach in times more calm
At home with people stern
A tempest storm or healing balm
Higher thoughts that you must learn

Ne´er upon life´s empty shores
no matter how it seems
For going to reach a better place
you have to break the dream

Christian Science, Kilbirnie / North Ayrshire, Poems, Uncategorized

A #poem about the mountains around the #Garnock Valley #northayrshire

A #poem about the mountains around the #Garnock Valley #northayrshire
Some days the mountains speak to me
defending Truth and Love
like Angels climbing Jacob´s Ladder
to and from Above
With thoughts so clear and brightly shining
fields of grass and green
stretching to horizon´s line
and farms lying in between
Other days the mountains seem
an obstacle of view
which stop me seeing o´e´r the sky
and leave me feeling blue
Tis these weeks the hardest are
when shadows mark my way
when people´s words like arrows fly
and hinder all my days
To search for good in every thought
dispels the darkest night
for through the words and tempers flared
lie Angels in disguise
To take us higher in our thought
to bless us every day
find the Love in everyone
it is the only way.
Kilbirnie / North Ayrshire, Poems

Poem for Hugh

This poem was written to remember Hugh “Curly” Brannan, an elderly #Kilbirnie man 1912-1990

No Internet nor mobile phone
Just Sitting by the view
His bible held fast in his hands
This was dear old Hugh

A sweat bead forms upon his brow
Complains about the heat
Drinks another cup of tea
And stares down at his feet

With a creed unshakable
He reads another line
Whilst shuffling his greying hands
comes tales of older times

Yearning thoughts of his dear wife
Guided by Psalmist´s tears
Here sat a man with watered eyes
Memories of blessed years

And comes a thought of happiness
Of meeting her and friends
On shores afar, his mind does go
and finds his time well spent

Guided by the written Word
He went on Wisdom´s way
He gave triumph to the Truth
His fears did melt away

May our gaze be ever dear
to Principle held true
living always by our Faith
Just like my dear friend Hugh

Christian Science, Español, Poems

A Spanish Hymn

I found this beautiful hymn in the Spanish Breviario. I have tried to translate it:

Comienzan los relojes

They begin the clocks


a maquinar sus prisas;

And plot their haste


y miramos el mundo.

And we watch the world


Comienza un nuevo día.

Begin a new day

Comienzan las preguntas,

They begin the questions


la intensidad, la vida;

The intensity, the life


se cruzan los horarios.

Crossing the hours


Qué red, qué algarabía.

What a network, what a gathering

Mas tú, Señor, ahora.

You Lord


eres calma infinita.

You are infinite calm


Todo el tiempo está en ti

All time is in you


como en una gavilla.

Like a sheaf

Rezamos, te alabamos,

We pray and we praise


porque existes, avisas;

Because you exist, you warn us


porque anoche en el aire

Because last night in the air


tus astros se movían.

Your stars, they moved

Y ahora toda la luz

And now all of the light


se posó en nuestra orilla. Amén.

Is left on our shore