My son is very kind to his dad
And comical when arguments we had
‘I’m right, you’re wrong, accept it,’ so he said
And that put the matter straight to bed
The Pharisees and lawyers long ago
Held power and sway never to let go
And Jesus thrashed them soundly for their stance
They barred the door to all who wished to dance
The key of knowledge the key of understanding
Is given to those of spirit undemanding
The humble we are told the earth inherit
The listening heart a grace we cannot merit
The Gospel now entrusted to us all
Is often a closed book beneath a pall
Let’s give ourselves to daily meditation
To bring this world alive to new creation
We do not know it all – time to admit it
We know enough to know how we should live
And let a humble life and all its limits
Rejoice in simple things and simply give
Brian Fahy
14 October 2021
Erris Poetry 