Nine day novena with my mum
A holiday of sorts
But things to sort out if I could
Should I stay could I leave?
Would this cause anyone to grieve?
Drove to quiet churches then
Aghagower first
Then Islandeady Fahy last
Left Kilmeena drove on past
My spiritual quest
Came away none the wiser
Flying back from Knock
Rainy window watch for airplane
Have I a future still to gain
Or just religion block
Back on Wearside out with Eddie
Have a pint and watch the telly
Victory from defeat
Home and opened up the door
Whatever happened on that floor?
I never will repeat
With the opening of the door
My future opened
You are free
Take the road in front of thee
It’s open bright no darkness here
On you go the way is clear
Brian Fahy
26 May 2021
+ I struggled a long time to leave priesthood. After a visit home, I returned to Sunderland, still in darkness about what I could or should do. A quiet pint with my friend and on returning to the house and opening the door, a light flooded me, all darkness disappeared and I saw I was free to go. BF.
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