6 Dec 2017

silent meeting

Reflections on a silent meeting for worship at Colchester,  November 2017, by Dave Stanbury

We sat in a circle
Listening for the echoes of grace within
For a while nothing seemed to be happening 

The sun fell on our faces
Faint noises filtered from outside
No one spoke 

Our minds reached across memory's landscape
Ranging over hedges, fields and meadows
Returning to the hive with beads of sticky wisdom

And then like a snowfall at night
The silence settled around us in deepening drifts
And rose to fill the space between us with a rich presence

Afterwards we shook hands 
And bought jars of wild honey 
From the bees that live in the Quaker cemetery

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