I write because it changes me
It causes me to think
To go in search of meaning
It is my food and drink
It’s going on a journey
Walking every day
Looking out for signs of life
Spread along the way
I haven’t prayed just recently
Not the way I should
I need to get in contact
Help me through the wood
When I meet the final day
Don’t want to be a stranger
Forgetful of the things I know
That would be the danger
The widow in Jerusalem
Gave in two small coins
More than that she gave her heart
Trusting in God’s signs
Lord I ask your blessing
On my life today
Teach me to be faithful
Help me Lord to pray
Brian Fahy
6 November 2021
Erris Poetry 