Mystery

Mystery isn't something that you cannot understand - it is something that you can endlessly understand.

There is no point at which you can say, 'I've got it'. Always and forever, mystery gets you!


Richard Rohr - The Divine Dance

Having just enough change is always enough

In celebration of my renewed enthusiasm for collaborative poetry and the arrival of a new season here is a poem by Ali Benning and I.

Scrabbling for change

in Ashton Court car park

Just enough left over

for Kit Kat, four fingers and coffee

Two each to dip

It sits

Between us 

Lots of foam

Perfect end to autumnal roam

Bright eyes, warm jumpers 

Zest and sweetness, timing and trust

Hands held up in gratitude

A beckoning awareness

Soothed in by stillness

Peace sharpens 

with the changing 

colour of the leaves 

Brightening steadily, blushing hues

Squeeze life back in

to the core of things

Oak and beech 

Still green, lean

On our whole

The extremity of giving hangs mid air

Colour pushed to the edges

and eventually loss, fall and fall

Twirl into a cycle of decay 

Each day life renews

The jilt and hilt of dropped leaves

The dirty nourishment into our core

A relentless rhythm,

showing us the way

Change of colour 

Skin felt 

Drunk in