Of a Thousand Years by Anne Powell

Our sincere thanks to Sr. Anne Powell, New Zealand, for allowing us to include her wonderful poem which relates to the 3 monasteries, of St. Brigid at Faughart, St. Monnina at Kileavy and the current Poor Clares at Faughart,  all linked through time by place, prayer and lives of contemplation.

Of a thousand years

Within the triangle
of three monasteries
walk the women of a thousand years,
steadily
singing the song line of creation
and pleading for the world.
Their feet are bare
where rock and earth
sedge and Spirit
beckon to the edge of things.
 
They know what prayer is.
They know how sorrow and joy enfold a day.
They know the power of facing east.
They know the intimacy and solitude of
all spiritual beings in human bodies.
 
Within the triangle of three monasteries
walk the women of a thousand years.
Butterflies fold their wings.
To gaze is to know what prayer is.
  
© Anne Powell
 

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