You cannot see the wind yet it is real
It blows with a force you can’t ignore
Its effects are there for all to see
Especially when standing on a shore
The Spirit is the same invisible
The day he came he sounded like the wind
Blew away the fear and frozen hearted
Warmed the world our advocate our friend
Come Holy Spirit is the summons
Call on him each and every day
See your heart grow warm with affection
Ask the Spirit’ s help day by day
Life is good when we have inspiration
Lacking such we crumble fast away
Pray the Holy Spirit in his coming
To blow the bloody doors off – that’s the way!
Brian Fahy
22 May 2021
Erris Poetry 